Equestria Girls: Erotic Vacations

by Teyeson Bee

First published 30th of November, 2015

Each of the Equestria Girls Six (including Sci Twi) are on their own vacations with their boyfriends, and things might get a little naughty.

The Human Seven (Sunset, Rainbow, Pinkie, Rarity, Applejack, Fluttershy, and Sci Twi) are going on their own little vacations with their boyfriends. While each one goes on a different adventure, one thing's for sure; things get naughty. Set after Friendship Games.

Stories are told First-person POV of boyfriends.

All characters are college age

- Eyes on the Road: Contains blowjob, fingering, sex while driving. Edited/Proofread by The Story Man and Jay the Stormtrooper
- To Cure a Sweet Tooth: Contains foodplay. Edited/Co-written by Sipioc, Proofread by Mischievous Blue
- Out of the Closet: Contains sex in a closet. Proofread by Sipioc
- Standing at Attention: Contains soldier/drill instructor roleplaying, anal. Co-written by Sipioc
- Release the Beast: Contains public sex, slight bondage, orgasm denial, slight stomach bulging

Eyes on the Road [Rainbow Dash]

The sun was bright and hot as it shone over interstate 81. The weather was a scorching 95 degrees; the perfect weather for anyone going to a beach resort. And as luck may have it, that's precisely where my girlfriend, Rainbow Dash, and I were going. As my 2008 Audi sped down the interstate at 70 miles an hour, all we could think about was the perfect getaway.

"This is going to be so awesome!" Rainbow said excitedly. "I've been pumped about this trip since spring!"

It was true. Around the time spring term started at school, I came to Rainbow with a special surprise. I was lucky enough to win $20,000 in the lottery, and was planning to use it to fund a trip to Maretle Beach with Rainbow. She was so ecstatic that she gave me her thank you in the school bathroom that day. Ever since then, she had been making plans on what we would do there, where we would go, and anything else a person would want to know. The week before, Rainbow was so excited, she started counting down the days. She couldn't have been at my house faster that morning.

"It's going to be perfect!" I said as I watched the road. "Three days and two nights stay at the glorious Sunny Saddles Resort in lovely Maretle Beach! Nothing but sun, sand, swimming," I turned to Rainbow with a sultry smile, "and a sexy lady to keep me company!"

Rainbow gave an equally sultry smile back and kissed me on the cheek. I just sighed happily and went back to the road, thinking about the past. It seemed like only yesterday when Rainbow and I first met during our senior year at Canterlot High. We were both in sports and connected immediately. We loved each other's company so much, we both decided to go to the same college at Cloudsdale University after graduation. We joined the unisex soccer team, went to a few parties together, and by sophomore year, we were an item. That was three years ago. Time really did go by fast.

"You keep that optimism when we get there," Rainbow said in a flirty voice. "I don't think I can wait any more. I know we made a pact not to have sex, but not doing it for a week is like punishment! I feel like I'm about ready to explode!"

"I know what you mean," I replied. A week before the trip, Rainbow and I decided that to ensure that our nights spent over at the resort would be our most passionate, we would not do anything with each other sexual-wise for the remaining time. It was a good idea, but a hard challenge to face. Rainbow wasn't the only one feeling like she was about to explode. "Just keep it up, babe. Won't be much longer now!"

"Uh...ok. Are you...smaller than a grapefruit?" I asked.

"Yes," Rainbow replied.

"Do you come in different colors?"

"Sometimes."

"Are you usually white?"

"Yes."

"You're a golf ball!"

Rainbow sighed and nodded. It had been a few hours since we had left the city, and we were running out of things to do. We were currently on our twelfth round of 20 Questions.

"Alright," I said. "My turn."

"Babe, can we please stop?" Rainbow groaned. "I am SO bored! We've played 20 Questions, I Spy, the License Plate Game, and every other car game I can think of, and my phone’s about to die. How much longer do we have until we get there?"

I glanced over at the clock on the radio. "If my hunch is right, we should be there in another...2 hours or so."

Rainbow groaned even louder as she turned to look out the window at the open highway and passing cars. I went back to watching the long, straight highway stretch out in front of us. As a few cars passed by, I wiped my arm against my forehead. It was so hot, my arm was soaked with sweat. It just made me think about how perfect the water at the resort was going to feel with this weather. My train of thought was suddenly stopped when I noticed out of the corner of my eye Rainbow unbuckling her seat belt. I was about to ask what she was doing, until I saw her reach down to undo her boots and pulled them off along with her socks, letting her bare feet free. She then leaned forward and removed her blue over shirt and pulled her white t-shirt over her head, leaving her in her black sports bra. Finally, she grabbed her rainbow skirt, and pulled it down over her legs, revealing her black shorts underneath. After she threw her clothes in the backseat, Rainbow gave a relieving sigh and sat back, re-buckling her seat belt.

What started as glancing out of the corner of my eye turned into my head turning fully towards her. I quickly tried to shake the image from my head and go back to watching the road, but the image still stuck. Looking at Rainbow from the angle she was, she looked so hot. I could feel my face start to heat up as I started to fantasize what I just looked at. Her body was a perfect, athletic figure and her breasts, though only B cups, looked so perky and inviting. My pent-up passion started to take over as I imagined what it would be like when we finally got to the hotel. How I would carry her onto the queen-sized bed, tear off her clothes, leaving her delicious, naked body exposed, and ravage her right there. She would moan loudly and her arms would wrap around my back as I would take my member, slide it into her pussy, and then--

"Babe?"

I quickly snapped back into reality as I saw Rainbow looking at me curiously.

"You okay?" Rainbow asked. “You looked like you blanked out there for a second.”

"Yeah, I'm good," I responded hastily, not taking my eyes off the road. After a second, I glanced back at Rainbow again, but she wasn't looking at my face. She was looking at something a little further south. I cursed silently. Of course thinking about ravaging Rainbow would bring my member to attention.

Rainbow looked back at me with a coy grin. "Like what you see, pervert?" she asked teasingly. I chuckled awkwardly and went back to the road. I heard her giggle back deviously.

“You know,” Rainbow said slyly, “I just thought up of something we could do, if you’re interested.”

A confused expression dawned on me as I stared at the road.

“What did you have in-”

I was cut off mid sentence by the feeling of Rainbow’s hand rubbing my crotch area. A startled grunt escaped me as I sharply swerved a little out of reflex. I quickly regained myself and shot a look at Rainbow, who wore a seductive and mischievous smile.

“RAINBOW!” I snapped. “What are you doing?”

“Just relax, babe,” she responded as she grabbed a rainbow scrunchie from the back and pulled her hair back. My heart stopped for a second. I knew what that meant. Most of the time that Rainbow pulled her hair back was when she was ready to go “downtown” on me, as she always put it. I opened my mouth to protest, but she quickly shushed me quiet, leaning her face down towards my groin. “You just keep your eyes on the road. Leave the rest to mama. Trust me, you’re gonna love it.”

As she looked up at me with those beautiful, violet eyes, she gave me a seductive wink for good measure, and I just couldn’t resist. Curse that sexy wink! I nodded and went back to the road. I heard Rainbow chuckle a bit and as she fumbled with my jeans. I felt the button being undone, then I heard the quick zip and knew she was close to her target. The entire time she did this, my heart wouldn’t stop racing. Granted I’ve had my fair share of blowjobs from Rainbow before, but I not while I was driving. And she was good too. I mean really good. She would make my muscles flinch, which is exactly what I was worried about. By this point, I could feel my penis throb with anticipation as she pulled my pants down slightly and went for my boxers underneath. When she pulled those down, I instantly felt my cock spring from its cotton prison and wobble slightly like one of those Punch-Me Clowns. Rainbow cooed happily.

“Well lookie here!” she chuckled. “Someone’s ready to play, huh? How ‘bout I help you with that.”

And then, without any further warnings, I felt Rainbow’s hand grab my member as her mouth engulfed the tip.

Well yeah I swerved. Hell, you would’ve probably done the same if you were being blown by your girlfriend while driving. Luckily for the both of us, the highway was still pretty bare, but any car that was near me, quickly backed away. Probably thought I was drunk or something, but I just couldn’t help it. Rainbow’s mouth was so warm and wet. Her tongue quickly began its work as it circled around the head like a snake and then poked the opening. A pleased sigh escaped my mouth and my whole body quivered with pleasure, but I persisted and kept my eyes on the road. It felt so good that when Rainbow started bobbing her head up and down, my muscles spasmed again and I sharply swerved, resulting in a nearby car to honk furiously at me. I quickly regained my composure and went back into my lane as the car passed me. The man in the car and I made eye contact as he drove up next to me. It appeared that he didn’t see Rainbow. Good.

The man then rolled down his window and angrily shouted, “WHAT’S WRONG WITH YA, BUB!? YOU GET YOUR LICENSE FROM A CEREAL BOX?!”

Before I could answer though, Rainbow’s head quickly popped up from below and she flipped the guy off.

The guy’s mouth instantly closed and his eyes grew wide as he quickly glanced from Rainbow to me for a few seconds. I didn’t know what he was saying when he finally sped off ahead, but something tells me I didn’t want to know. Rainbow looked back up at me and smiled.

“Don’t worry. I got your back, Jack!” she said with a cocky grin.

I just smiled awkwardly and she went back to her work. As for me, I went back to the road and tried to focus on driving, but all my brain wanted to do was focus on how goddamn good it felt.

That’s when Rainbow went into overdrive, bobbing so much faster as her tongue worked harder.

More moans escaped my mouth as I started to pant with pleasure. I could feel myself nearing my climax, and with every bob from Rainbow’s head, my muscles were closer and closer to forcefully steering the car into a guardrail. All I could try and do was think to myself, “Don’t crash don’t crash don’t crash don’t crash!”

After taking the entirety of my cock in her mouth, that was enough to send me over the edge. My muscles locked, I clenched my teeth, and came right into Rainbow’s mouth. She held her mouth over it as my member unleashed waves of cum into and down her esophagus, which she happily accepted. I felt my eyes roll up into the back of my head as I rode out the climax, my muscles still locked.

After it finally subsided, my muscles relaxed and my eyes went back to the road… just in time to make the necessary right turn to avoid the guardrail. I breathed the last sigh of release that I had been holding in ever since the climax began. Rainbow sighed too, no doubt satisfied with her work, as she sat up and wiped the excess cum from her lips, not even bothering to pull up my pants. At that point I didn’t even care. She looked at me with a sultry smile.

“Well? Did you like it?”

I sighed again as I watched the road, a smile on my face. “Yeah babe. It was pretty good.”

“Glad you think that,” she replied happily, “because now it’s YOUR turn.”

I chuckled jokingly. “Yeah sure-” I then suddenly stopped and straightened up. “Wait. What?” I looked back over at Rainbow and my eyes widened greatly as I watched her drop her black shorts and rainbow-striped panties to her ankles, revealing her shaven, and rather damp, pussy.

“I said it’s your turn,” Rainbow repeated. “Mama needs some release too.”

“Rainbow!” I snapped nervously. “I’m driving!”

“So? You can drive with one hand,” she responded, “and you can’t just leave me hanging! You’re not the only one who got aroused from that blowjob. Look at me. I’m soaked!”

Hearing her say that, I couldn’t help myself and took a quick peek at her area. Bad idea on my part. She had her legs spread and her hand was holding her folds open as her snatch looked at me invitingly. I soon felt my member come to life once again as Rainbow gave me her famous “come hither” look. I quickly tried to shake the temptation from my head and went back to the road.

“Ah, come on, babe!” Rainbow whined. “I have needs too, and you can still keep your eyes on the road. Please?”

I glanced back and watched her give me a puppy-dog pout, which I just couldn’t resist. Defeated again at the sight of deep, violet eyes and sweet sex smiling back at me, I nodded again. Rainbow squealed with delight as I reached over without taking my eyes off the road and started rubbing the outside of her pussy. A breathy moan escaped Rainbow as I continued to tease her slit, followed by a squeak when I flicked her clit with my thumb. I quickly glanced over and smiled when I saw Rainbow starting to blush. I smiled even wider as I turned my eyes back to the road and inserted my first finger into her hungry snatch.

Rainbow’s breathy moans turned into audible pants as I continued my assault. After a few minutes, I added another finger, making her pants grow even louder. Her pussy squeezed my fingers as they continued thrusting into her. Out of the corner of my eye, I watched her as she opened one eye and looked into mine.

“Come on, babe!” she moaned with anticipation. “Is that all you got?”

Well, that challenge was enough for me to add my third finger. Rainbow’s eyes shot open and her moans grew longer and louder. I plunged deeper and deeper into her, picking up the pace as her juices leaked onto my hand, and all the while, I never took my eyes off the road. As good as it felt with my fingers inside Rainbow, it was definitely easier for me to concentrate on the road. The same couldn’t be said for Rainbow though. Her moans continued to grow more sensual and lustful. Pretty soon, she started grinding her hips to the rhythm of my fingers. Her panting increased and her moans grew even louder than before, sounding more like screams.

“YES! YES! YES!” she continued to moan.

I took it as my cue to pick up my tempo even more. As I rutted her with my fingers, I started to feel my right arm start to ache, but I couldn’t stop. I said I would pleasure Rainbow, and I was going to finish what I started. As her inner walls started to contract, I could sense that she was close. I could tell she was about to cum, she was almost there…

“Wait. Stop!” she suddenly said.

I quickly pulled my fingers out of her pussy. My fingers were coated extensively with her juices. Before I could ask what was wrong, I watched out of the corner of my eye as she unbuckled her seatbelt. Confused, I turned my head to talk, but soon found myself speechless as she crawled out of her seat, and plopped herself into my lap, facing me. Instantly, I swerved off to the right side of the road and slammed on the brakes. As the car screeched to a stop, Rainbow looked at me confusingly.

“What’s wrong?” she asked innocently.

“What’s...WRONG?!” I repeated loudly, my heart still racing. “What are you doing?”

“I can’t help myself,” she answered, still panting. “I know we made a pact to wait until we got there, but I just can’t wait anymore. I need you inside me!”

“You want me to stop now?” I asked.

“You don’t have to stop,” she said nonchalantly as she wrapped her arms around the back of my neck. “You can still see the road, right? Just keep going. You won’t even know I’m here.”

I started stammering with agitated stress. “Won’t even- RAINBOW! I think the ‘You won’t even know I’m here’ boat has sailed!”

“C’mon, babe! Please?” she pouted as she stared into my eyes. “I really need this! I won’t get in the way. I promise!”

She continued to look at me with those damn violet eyes of hers. Why did they have to be so violet, so big, so… irresistible. I swear that look of hers would be the death of me. I grunted with both frustration and defeat as I put the car in drive and pulled back onto the road. Rainbow took that as a yes and smiled widely.

“You don’t even have to lift a finger, babe,” she said softly as she rested her chin on my right shoulder. “I got this. Just keep your eyes on the road.”

I sighed softly and turned my attention back towards the road. Luckily, Rainbow was tilting her body enough for me to see enough of the road. Meanwhile, Rainbow took the initiative and positioned herself so her folds were rubbing against my dick. Then, when she deemed herself ready, she slowly lowered herself onto it. As my dick entered her, Rainbow let out another breathy moan, which she blew into my ear. I shivered a bit at the feeling of her warm breath. When my dick was totally engulfed in her pussy, she started to raise her hips, and when she was just at the tip, she lowered herself down again. She kept bouncing on me steadily, her head raising a bit as her moans started to increase in volume again. After another minute, she picked up the tempo a bit, dropping herself down on me every second.

“Yes, baby,” she moaned lustfully. “You’re so big! It feels so good!”

All the while, I was trying to keep my focus on the road. I was doing alright for a while, but my hormones were starting to take over again. The feeling of her pussy engulfing my member, the brushing of her contained breasts against my chest with every bounce, the warmth of her breath as she continued to moan into my ear, well, it was getting to be too much.

It felt so. Damn. Good!

I had to stay focused on driving, but I was losing control with every bounce and every moan. I just couldn’t get her off my mind. And then, just as I sat on the brink of focused, she did it. She leaned her head over and latched her teeth onto my ear. Oh-ho, she shouldn’t have done that.

My hormones and pent-up passion took me over as I wrapped my right arm around her back and started to thrust my own hips upward. The added force of my thrust caused Rainbow to raise her head and scream with pleasure. She looked at me, both surprised and happy, her head drenched in sweat and hair all frazzled.

“You, ah that's good, joining in?” she asked between the pants.

I smiled coyly and replied, “Well, can’t let you have all the fun, now can’t I?”

She smiled even wider as we both picked up the tempo. At that point, I was thrusting with full force, loud grunts escaping me every time I bucked upwards. Rainbow had lost all sense of her own restraint and was now screaming with pure, unadulterated, ecstasy.

“OH GOD! YES!” she shouted as she rolled her eyes back. “FUCK ME! FUCK ME ‘TILL I CAN’T WALK! RUT ME! DRILL ME! YES! OH MY GOD I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!”

“I love you too, Rainbow!” I said as we bucked in unison. We were on Cloud 9, nothing else mattered but us. As I continued to thrust and buck, I could feel myself reaching my peak. “Rainbow! I think I’m going to--”

“Yeah! Me too, babe!” she moaned. “Let’s cum together!”

With that, my hips went into overdrive as I rammed into Rainbow at full speed. I was so close, and so was she! Rainbow bounced wildly as she continued to scream. With one final thrust, Rainbow’s back arched, and I felt her inner walls squeeze around my member, coating it with her juices. That was enough to send me over the edge, and I returned the favor by unleashing my load into her dark, deep passage. The both of us let out a loud, relieving scream as we rode out our climaxes. Rainbow tightened her grip on me and buried her face into my shoulder until she finished. Afterward, she plopped down on me and rested her head on my shoulder, still panting tiredly. My muscles gave out too as my aching hips dropped to the driver’s seat, exhausted.

And even during all of that, I never took my eyes off the road.

Rainbow stayed in my lap for a minute before lifting her head to look at me. I quickly glanced over to her and smiled. She smiled back and gave me a peck on the lips before resting her head on my chest.

“So?” she asked breathlessly. “Did I tell you, or what?.”

I chuckled tiredly. “Yeah. You told me.”

As we just sat and panted out our exhaustion, I suddenly saw something out of my rearview mirror. A series of flashing red and blue lights, followed quickly by a siren. It took me two seconds to realize what was behind me.

“AH CRAP!” I shouted as Rainbow perked her head up. I quickly glanced over to my speedometer, and when I saw my speed, I nearly passed out. 102 miles per hour. I quickly slowed the car down, pulled off to the side, and turned off my engine, my heart once again going a mile a minute. Rainbow, who was still pretty tired, saw the police car and got out of my lap as fast as she could, with some of my cum still leaking from her pussy, and plopped into her own seat. She then grabbed her panties and quickly put them on, as well as her shorts, which were crumpled at her feet.

I heard the sound of the cop’s car door slam and I immediately started to play over what I was going to say in my head.

“Uh...babe?” Rainbow signaled. “Aren’t you forgetting something?”

I looked at her confused. When she pointed down at my legs, I gave a soft shriek. My member was still hanging out. Hearing the sound of footsteps coming closer, I hastily pulled my underwear up and zipped up my pants; just in time for the cop to approach my window.

Taking a deep breath, I rolled down my window and poked my head out to face to frowning officer, wearing mirror sunglasses. He did NOT look happy.

“License and registration,” he inquired bluntly. I quickly pulled my wallet out of my pocket, got out my license, along with my registration, and handed them to the cop. After acquiring them, he turned back to me. “You know how fast you were going back there?”

“Too fast?” I asked innocently.

“Almost 30 over the normal limit,” he answered. “What the hell were you doing back there?”

I gulped nervously and said, “Well, me and my girlfriend here,” I motioned to Rainbow, who waved, “are going to Maretle Beach for vacation. The roads were pretty empty and we want to make good time.”

“That may be so, but rules are rules,” the officer retorted. “The speed limit is put there for a reason. I’m going to run this through the computer. Be right back.”

He then departed back to his car and Rainbow and I watched him swipe my license through the computer and type some stuff in. After about five minutes, he returned and handed me back my info.

“Since it’s your first time being pulled over, I won’t charge you as much,” the officer said as he wiped his forehead, “but you be careful from now on. I don’t want to see you going over again. Understand?”

“Yes sir!” I responded. “You won’t see us again, sir!”

“By the way,” the officer continued, “Is your air conditioning broken?”

Rainbow and I looked at each other confusingly. “No. Why?”

“Because you two are sweating and panting so much, you look like you’re gonna pass out.”

“Oh,” I said nervously, trying to clear my throat, “we just... we’re fine. We just were... singing to the radio. We were... really getting into it.”

Rainbow nodded and smiled. “Yeah. You could say that it was so fucking good!”

The cop raised an eyebrow as I whipped my head around and shot a look at Rainbow that said, “Are you TRYING to get me arrested?” I could tell that she was trying to contain her laughter as she looked from the officer to me.

After a few seconds of awkward staring, the officer straightened up, looked at me with his raised eyebrow, and said, “Alright then. Have a nice vacation,” and with that, he went back to his car and pulled out.

As soon as he was gone, Rainbow lost all control and started laughing hysterically. I was less than thrilled. “What the hell were you thinking?” I asked angrily. ‘So fucking good?’ REALLY?!”

“Aw, come on, babe,” Rainbow replied as she held her sides. “I was just having fun. I felt really good after what we just went through! I think my heart is still racing. Don’t tell me you don’t feel great too.”

Try as I could, I just couldn’t stay mad at her. My anger quickly melted away as a small smile spread across my face. “Yeah, I feel pretty good. The sense of danger, the challenge of focusing on the road, and… the realization that we might crash. Yeah, I feel really confident now. ”

“Well you’d better!” Rainbow chuckled as she kissed me again on the lips. “That was just the start of our vacation. The best is yet to come.” I chuckled again as I turned the engine back on, resulting in its usual low rumble. Before I pulled out though, I took another look at Rainbow, who had just taken off her sports bra. She and her perky nipples were both smiling at me. “You don’t mind if I do this, do you? After all, it’s so hot.”

I smiled and said, “Not at all, babe.” And as I put the car in drive and pulled back onto the road, I thought to myself, I think we found our activity to do on the way home.

As long as I just keep my eyes on the road.

To Cure a Sweet Tooth [Pinkie Pie]

It was a usual sunny day at Canterlot State University, only a few miles from Canterlot High. It was summer, and most to all the students were off doing whatever for summer break. Not me though. I was in my apartment, sitting on the sofa with an expressionless look on my face. Yeah, nothing new there. Why do I bring this up? You see, I’m not was you call...upbeat. I’m more along the lines of apathetic. Nothing’s wrong with me; I just don’t show much enthusiasm about, well, anything. I guess that’s why I’ve never been able to make many friends. Anyway, this particular day, I was dealing with some serious pain. Pain in my mouth that would not go away. It was no mystery to me though; I’ve been through it before. I was dealing with a horrible sweet tooth. Yeah, as absolutely ridiculous as that sounds, it happens to me. Whenever I have a desperate craving for something sweet, my whole mouth starts to ache. So what? I just have to eat some sweets and it goes away right? Normally yes, but for some reason, the pain just wouldn’t go away, no matter what I ate. It had been going on for a couple days and I didn’t know how much more I could take.

Just then, as I sat there, facing the internal struggle that was an aching sweet tooth, I heard a familiar knock at my door; the kind of knock that was the rhythm to ‘Shave and a Haircut’. I knew exactly who it was.

“Come in,” I called out nonchalantly. The door quickly opened, and in she skipped; the most upbeat, fun-loving, happy-go-lucky person I’ve ever met. Her name was Pinkie Pie, and, if you can believe it, she was my girlfriend.

“Morning, sweetie!” Pinkie cheerfully greeted as she skipped into the living room. She bounced over to me and gave me a loving peck on the cheek. I gave a small smile and looked back at her.

“Hey, Pinkie,” I responded.

Pinkie sat on down beside me and looked at me with that bright face of hers. “How’s my favorite guy, huh?”

“Ok, I guess,” I replied. Just then, another shot of pain went through my jaw and I winced, placing my hand over my cheek again. This did not go unnoticed.

“Sweetie?” Pinkie said concerningly. “Is everything alright? Is something wrong with your mouth? Are you in pain?”

Man, nothing could get by that girl! I sighed and turned back to meet her eyes. “Yeah. I’m having a bit of an issue.”

“Oh no!” Pinkie suddenly gasped in shock. “Is it serious? How much time do you have? Oh my poor sweetie!” This outburst was quickly followed by Pinkie breaking into tears. “I don’t think I can handle a funeral! What will I tell your family? I-”

I sighed and placed my finger over her mouth, silencing her immediately. “I’m not dying,” I said. “I just have this incredibly annoying sweet tooth that’s been beating at me for a while.”

Within an instant, Pinkie’s mood quickly changed as her tears instantly, and I mean that literally, disappeared and she started to laugh. “Is that all?” she asked. “Well don’t you worry, sweetie! We just have to fill that tooth up with some sweets!”

“I’ve been trying that, Pinkie,” I said, once again hanging my head, “but nothing I’ve had is working for me. I’ve tried cookies, pies, brownies, candy, and even cake. Nothing is working!” Pinkie gasped slightly when I mentioned the failure of cake. “And what’s worse, this damn sweet tooth is making me miserable! I just don’t know what to do.”

We sat there silent for a few minutes before I heard Pinkie gasp, which was so sudden and loud that I almost fell forward out of my seat.

“I know exactly what you need!” she happily exclaimed.

“A new mouth?” I asked bluntly.

“No, you silly-billy!” Pinkie giggled. “A VACATION! We still have a few more weeks before summer ends, so this would be the perfect chance to spend some time together! And I know just the place to go!” She then reached up into her curly forest that she called hair and pulled out a brochure. How she could store so many things in her hair, I’ll never know. Didn’t surprise me much though. I once saw her pull out a rubber duck. She quickly opened up the brochure to show me the front.

“Come see the Yum-Yum Candy Factory,” I read. “Maker of the Sweetest Candy in the Country, located in scenic Phillydelphia?”

“It's perfect!” She chirped in her usual exuberant way, clapping her hands in almost childish glee. “Just the things to nip that nasty-wasty ‘sweet toothache’ in the bicuspid!” Wrapping an arm around my shoulders, she pulled me close, excitement practically gushing from her face.

I, however, was less than sure.

“I dunno, babe.” I said as I flipped the brochure over, checking out the picture on the back. “It seems real nice and all,” I then casually set the brochure on the coffee table in front of me and sat back again, “but it's not a big deal. I’m sure this sweet tooth will pass on...eventually.”

A sudden shift in her mood was made apparent as I met the gaze of her deep blue eyes. She silently came to stand before me and met my own eyes. Without breaking eye contact, she took my face in her hands and pulled me in until she was within centimeters from me.

“My sweetie. Is. Hurting.” She said cooly, emphasizing each word. Her face and grip still held its tenderness for me, but her features had changed.

“This…” She hissed quietly to me, eyeing my mouth almost menacingly? “sweet tooth,” she practically spat the words, “is daring me.” She then started to stroke my cheek. Base instinct told me not to move an inch. “It tasks me…” she said, her eyes growing hard and oddly distant. “I will seek out and vanquish this blight upon you, my love.”

She was rolling now, best to let her go.

“I will chase this beast around the grandest of cream horns, through the succulent swirl of cinnamon buns, through Marshmallow glazing FLAME BEFORE I'VE GIVEN UP!!!”

At this point, she had pulled me into a full head lock, my head pressed firmly into her ample chest. She smelled of cotton candy and white flour, a soothing combo that almost made me forget the pain in my jaw, and the ancient blood oath that may or may not of happened just then. I peered up to her face and see her eyes were unfocused and her normal happy features replaced with the look for… Damn, I hope not blood.

“Or…” I said, reaching for the brochure once more, “we could just, you know, go to the Yum-Yum Candy Factory for a nice weekend together?”

She then whipped her head back at me with a big smile on her face like nothing just happened.

“Oh sweetie!” she swooned, wrapping her arms around my shoulders, and moving to straddle my lap. “That's a fantabulous idea! Why didn't I think of that?”

“It’s a mystery,” I sighed. I had been with Pinkie long enough to know just to go with the flow with the random “episodes” of hers.

“I've already made the plans for the weekend!” she happily squealed. “We can drive up tomorrow morning and stay at the hotel that is just a few blocks away from the factory! I’ve already made the reservations for both.” She then nuzzles her nose against mine affectionately.

“How did you-” I started to ask how she managed to make reservations before she even came in, but I remembered that it’s Pinkie; don’t question it. “-nevermind. Sounds great, babe.” I smiled a little at her, causing that spot on my jaw to ache a little more. Only that time, I tried to hide it a little better.

It apparently didn’t work as she regarded me for a moment with concern, twirling a bit of my hair in her fingers, as she pulled me into tender hug, which I returned.

“It's gonna be great, sweetie.” She said softly. “I promise; by the time our trip’s done, that sweet tooth will be just a memory!”

“Yeah,” I agreed, trying to sound upbeat for her. “Here’s hoping.”

The following morning was a complete blur to me. One minute I’m sound asleep, when all of a sudden, Pinkie comes bursting into my room playing a bugle, scaring me half to death in the process, and practically throws me and our luggage into the car. The next thing I know, I’m at the steering wheel, driving at 60 mph down the interstate, and Pinkie’s talking my ear off about a dream she had, where she was wrestling with a giant hot fudge sundae in the middle of Manehattan while Don’t Stop Believing was playing in the background.

Yep. Basic Friday morning.

Though after about a few hours of driving, including a few dozen games of I-Spy, Pinkie finally fell asleep. The silence was almost deafening at that point, but not altogether unwelcome. As much as I loved the girl, the moments with her when it was quiet, and there weren't many of the them, were rather serene. We only had a few more miles to go, and a good thing too. My body was stiff from the ride, and the deep fried tortilla filled with cherries she gave me wasn't sitting right. What did she call it again?

After stretching my neck and shoulders a bit, I took a glance at my snoozing girlfriend. Wow. Even after being with her for all those months, it still felt weird to call her my girlfriend. It seemed like only yesterday when we first met. We were both attending Canterlot State University for Culinary Arts. Believe it or not, I was actually more apathetic back then. We were assigned to pair up and make a 7-layer wedding cake. That’s when we first talked. Well, technically, she talked and I nodded nonchalantly. She then told me how I reminded her of one of her sisters. More classes passed, and she continued to be the one talking and I was the one who listened. Then, one day out of nowhere, she just said that she liked me. Took me by surprise. After spending more time together, I had started to warm up to her, and started to talk to her as well. It wasn’t long after that before we officially started dating. That was five months ago, and even though I was happy with her, I couldn’t help but think the question...why? I mean, I could understand going out with me once out of pity, twice if I was lucky, but to stay together for five months? I still didn’t understand it. We were as opposite as north and south. I was apathetic, unenthusiastic, and gloomy. She was peppy, optimistic, and bouncy. That ray of sunshine could’ve picked any white, puffy cloud she wanted, and she went with the gloomy rain cloud? It just didn’t make any sense. Even though I never showed it, the thought still raced through my mind constantly, and even the fear that one day, she would see just how much dead weight I am and leave me.

I quickly shook the thoughts from my head as I saw my exit ahead of me. I veered right onto the exit lane, and within minutes, we arrived at the hotel. It was almost as if Pinkie had a movement detector in her head, because the minute the car stopped, her eyes snapped open and she pressed her face against the window like an excited puppy. If she had a tail, you can be sure that it would’ve been wagging. After checking in and settling our stuff in our room, we didn’t waste any time in getting back into the car and setting course to the factory. It was only a few blocks away, but the entire trip, Pinkie was bouncing excitedly in her seat. She would’ve forgotten to put on her seatbelt if I hadn’t reminded her. Finding the factory was no hard task. There were signs all over the place pointing us in the right direction, lucky for us. Each sign was the same; two happy ponies on the front with lollipops and chocolates surrounding them, and printed in big, colorful letters were “YUM-YUM? YOU BET IT IS!!” Didn’t even make much sense in my opinion, but I was just hoping that the factory could deliver.

Finally, the moment had arrived. As we pulled into the parking lot, Pinkie’s mouth dropped in awe at the 3-story, candy-colored marvel across the road. Taking a moment to look down I undid my seatbelt only to find a rather pink smile pressed against the outside of the driver side window. Double taking, I looked over and confirmed that she was indeed already out of the car, though I am certain I didn't hear the door open, or close for that matter.

“COME ON COME ON COME ON COME ON!!” she gibbered at me through the window. I quickly obliged and opened my door, only to instantly find myself being towed through the parking lot by my cotton candy haired girlfriend. By chance I had looked to our left, only to sharply dig my heels in the ground and tightened my grip on Pinkie’s hand, making her stop right at the curb. She looked confused at first, until a minivan blew through the stop sign in front of us and sped on down the road. I sighed of relief before feeling myself quickly pressed up against Pinkie’s chest with her arms tightly around me.

“Awww!” Pinkie squealed as she snuggled against me. “My hero!”

“Pinkie!” I wheezed as my body was squeezed of all it's precious life-giving oxygen. “I. Can’t. Breath!” With one final squeeze and a giggle, Pinkie let go and I instantly felt my oxygen returning. As soon as I caught my second wind, we were on the move once again.

The entrance to the candy factory was about as hokey as you could get. It was as if a kid had been putting together a gingerbread house but had been nibbling on it the whole time. I could see why, given the typical clientele were children and those “young at heart.” Places like this were rather foreign to me as my parents never really took the time to take me to places like this. I was just lucky if they remembered to buy groceries.

“Don't think about that now!” I admonished myself. “You're here for Pinkie, dammit! You are not gonna put a damper on this for her!”

“Sweetie?” Pinkie said, making me snap out of my trance. “Is everything alright?”

I looked over to her and saw exactly what I didn't want to see. She was holding my hand once again, only this time, she was cradling it gently; a sad, unsure expression etched on her face. I mentally kicked myself again.

“Y-Yeah!” I covered up. “It's just my tooth, babe.” I reassuringly squeezed her hand as I brushed my knuckles on my cheek where the offending molar continued to throb.

This, thankfully, returned her smile. “Well, that's why we're here, sweetie,” she said as she resumed to pull me along. “Prepare to have that ache wiped away with the ever-effective healing power of candy!” I mustered up the most assuring smile I could, which in hindsight was still not that much, as we walked through the automated doors into the foyer. The instant we walked in, the mixed scent of peppermint and chocolate hit my nose like a brick. The walls were dark pink with thin yellow stripes on them, and the floor was green and black checkered. There was already a decent-sized crowd gathered near some double doors at the front that had a sign that read the times for the tours. Pinkie squealed as she led me to the crowd, just as a lady wearing a bright pink business dress and had her black hair up in a bun came through the doors.

“Hello, everyone!” she announced with a big smile. “Welcome to the official Yum-Yum Candy Factory tour! My name is Lily, and I’ll be your guide through this sweet experience. I know all of you are so excited to see how we make all of our most delicious candies, which, is to say, all of them!” The crowd let out a soft chuckle. “We are gonna have so much fun, and maybe you’ll learn a thing or two on the way! Now, before we begin, are there any questions?” Pinkie’s hand quickly shot up. Lily instantly saw her and pointed out her hand. “Yes, miss?”

“Will there be free samples on this tour?” Pinkie asked excitedly.

“Absolutely,” Lily happily responded. “You’ll all be able to try our different treats!”

“Good,” Pinkie said as she put her arm around me and pulled me close to her,” because my boyfriend here has a horrible sweet toothache, and only something sweet can cure it!”

Lily giggled. “Well you don’t have to worry, miss. Our candy is known as the sweetest in the entire country. By the time your boyfriend leaves here, his toothache will be just a thing of the past!” Pinkie looked at me with a big smile. I smiled back, but only slightly. “Alright everyone,” Lily announced back at the group, “set your sweetness levels to 10, cause here we go!” With that, Lily opened the double doors and started to lead everyone in. Pinkie quickly grabbed my hand again and gave an affectionate squeeze as she led me with her. I just took a deep, hopeful breath and followed.

“Here’s hoping,” I told myself.

After going through the double doors, Lily led the group down a long hallway with photos on the walls. The photos resembled a timeline of events which was pretty interesting. First was the founder, some guy named Bartholomew Yum, with his first candy shop, then was the first factory, the creation of the creative candies, and so on. Lily spoke of Yum’s history as we walked, but I could feel that Pinkie wasn’t paying much attention. I could tell from the look in her big, light cerulean eyes that she was just in it for the sweets. I smiled softly and shook my head. Typical Pinkie. Finally, the group arrived at the end of the hall, and Lily led us through the big doors into the main factory. As we walked into the open space, a majority of the group, including Pinkie, let out a loud gasp of awe.

“Welcome to the Taffy/Gummy Room!” Lily announced happily. “Here is where we make the chewiest and stretchiest taffy and gummies you’ve ever tasted!” She then led us to the left side of the room, where several machines were hard at work stretching countless strands of multicolored taffy. Oo’s and Aah’s escaped from the onlookers’ mouths as they watched. Lily smiled and continued, “Here, we pull almost 200 pounds of taffy each day. After they are pulled, the taffy goes over here,” she then led up further up where the taffy was being transported to a line of conveyor belts, where large blades cut the taffy into pieces, “where the taffy is then cut and boxed for shipping.” I looked over at Pinkie and couldn’t help but smile again when I saw her entire head following the machines’ movements back and forth, back and forth like a cat following a laser pointer. I quickly snapped her back to attention and pulled her back to the group, who was heading to the right of the room.

“Here,” Lily continued, “is the gummy side of the room. Those huge drums serve as the mixing bowls to make a variety of colorful flavors.” Sure enough, there were giant drums off to the side where thick, syrup-like liquid of all different colors were being poured in and stirred with mechanical beaters. After a mixture was made, the pouring temporarily stopped as the rainbow liquid was dumped into small trays to be taken into the next room. As I looked at Pinkie, I couldn’t help but notice her trying to hold back a snicker.

“What’s funny?” I asked.

“Do you think there are any alligator-shaped gummies?” Pinkie asked with a giggle. I immediately got the joke and chuckled softly, shaking my head.

“Now,” Lily suddenly said, catching everyone’s attention, “who wants to try one of our taffies or gummies?” Immediately, the crowd got excited as Lily directed them to a small table with Free Samples on the side and two trays sitting on top, one with taffies, and one with gummies. Everyone grabbed one and popped them into their mouths. An echo of “Mmmmmm’s” carried through the room. Pinkie followed the choir of yums as she chewed on a green and purple gummy worm, a look of great satisfaction on her face.

“Go on, sweetie! Try one!” Pinkie said to me. I took the initiative as I picked up a blue taffy and popped it into my mouth. It was definitely chewy, and the flavor was...blueberry. I looked up and both Lily and Pinkie were staring at me with big smiles.

“Not bad,” I said nonchalantly. “Very chewy.” Pinkie’s smile widened at my response. Lily’s smile, however, disappeared as she suddenly looked rather disappointed at my lackluster response. She didn’t let it get to her though as she quickly regained her smile and turned back toward the group.

“Well, let’s move on to the next room!” she announced as she led the way through the next set of doors. Pinkie quickly grabbed my hand again and we ventured on, my tooth still giving a sharp shock in my mouth as we walked. So much for taffies helping.

Lily led us into the next room, which was much different than the last. The style of the room was that of a mine. Shiny, multi-colored crystals decorated the walls and buckets that looked like mine carts were scattered around filled with different colored liquids with thin wooden sticks sticking in them. Pinkie’s eyes immediately grew as wide as plates and her mouth fell open. She and I knew exactly was kind of candy was being made.

“This is our Rock Candy Room,” Lily happily announced. “We make over a hundred different flavors from cherry and lime to cotton candy and apple pie. We use the finest sugar for the mixtures and all the flavorings are crafted right here.” More Oo’s and Aah’s filled the room as several people snapped some pictures. I instantly felt my hand getting squeezed hard as Pinkie started to hop up and down excitedly. She was practically on her way to the moon.

“OH MY GOSH!” she squealed. “I LOVE rock candy! Ooo look at all the colors! I see red, blue, green, light green, cyan, orange, yellow, magenta, indigo, turquoise, sky blue, OOOOO is that pink I love pink of course I love pink my name has pink in it OOOO I can’t believe how much is-”

Ok, by this point, I knew it was time to bring Pinkie back to Earth. Without saying a word, I gently patted her hand. She stopped and looked at me and I softly smiled. Pinkie chuckled nervously as she settled down. Another Pinkie explosion averted. Part of her excitement quickly returned, however, when she saw Lily directing everyone to another Free Samples table. Within an instant, everyone was happily sucking on rock candy of all different colors and flavors. Pinkie took a pink one and hummed happily as she licked it.

“Mmmmmmm! Bubblegum flavored!” Pinkie hummed with delight.

Lily handed me a purple one and I took it. She stared intently as I licked the side. Grape flavored. “What do you think, sir?” she asked.

“It’s good,” I said apathetically.

Lily’s smile faded again as she continued to stare, as if waiting for a more discreet answer. “Just...good?”

“Yeah,” I answered. “It’s good. Well done.” At that moment, another shock hit my mouth and I winced a bit. Lily sighed in slight defeat, but quickly smiled again as she went towards the front of the group again. While Pinkie was unfazed by my answer, I started to hear some murmurs from some of the group.

“Yeesh,” one guy whispered. “You think he could at least smile when he responds.

“Yeah,” another responded. “What a downer.”

I frowned and looked at the ground. I wasn’t trying to be a downer. I gave an honest answer.

“C’mon, sweetie,” Pinkie chipperly said as she grabbed my hand again. “We got more candy to try!” I worked up a smile for her as she led me on with the group. Rock candy, no help.

I wish I could say that the rooms that followed offered better results. I would be lying. After rock candy, we went to the Lollipop Room. No good. Next was the Bubblegum Room. Chewy and bubbly, but it didn’t help. Licorice, jelly beans, peppermints, caramels, sours, all the same result. The candy was good, no doubt about that, but none of them helped with my sweet tooth. And with every taste test, I replied honestly and said they were good. Apparently that answer wasn’t good enough for Lily or anyone else but Pinkie. And with every room, I heard more and more whisperings about my attitude. That was just what I didn’t want to do. I didn’t want to bring down everyone's’ vacation. I just hadn’t found the right treatment for my tooth. At least Pinkie was having the time of her life, and that was enough to keep me going.

After leaving the Candy Rope Room in defeat, it was visibly clear that Lily was trying her hardest to keep her upbeat attitude. She had almost exhausted every candy the factory had to offer. There was just one room left.

“Ok everyone,” she said as she walked us down the hall, “I’ve saved the best for last. This is our most famous room filled with our most famous product. And if this won’t cure anyone’s sweet tooth, then nothing will!” She said anyone, but everyone knew who she was talking to, and I just drooped my head a bit in embarrassment. “Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you…the Chocolate Room!” With that, the doors swung open, and in we walked; into the biggest room in the factory, filled with conveyor belts, buckets, and pans all filled with chocolate. As I looked outward, I suddenly felt something drip onto my shoe. I looked over and saw the source. Pinkie’s mouth was gaped open and drool was practically flooding her dangling tongue. I just rolled my eyes playfully and shut her mouth.

“This is where we, of course, make all our different chocolate candies!” Lily announced. “From bars to kisses, this is where it’s all made fresh. We use the freshest cream, the freshest cocoa, and the freshest fillings to make each chocolate. Besides plain, we have a large assortment of fillings to choose from. Peanut butter, caramel, almonds, rice crisps, the list just goes on.” She then inhaled greatly and let out a sigh. “Do you smell that? I’ve been working here for over six months, and that smell never gets old.”

Pinkie didn’t waste any time in taking in a big whiff herself. When she exhaled, her eyes crossed and her tongue fell out of her mouth. She looked like she just had the orgasm of her life.

“I think I just came a bit,” she sighed. Mystery solved there. After giving us a closer look at some other machines and how they shaped and filled the chocolate, Lily directed us to the exit doors, where a long table of assorted chocolates awaited. As everyone grabbed one and ate, smiles appeared on all their faces as they chewed happily. Pinkie was so eager, she grabbed the first chocolate that she saw. I just watched calmly as she tossed the chocolate up in the air to catch it in her mouth.

Then, I quickly noticed the type of chocolate it was from the identification card on the table. A panicked expression came over me as I zipped toward the chocolate falling toward Pinkie’s mouth.

“NO!” I snapped as I reached out my hand and thankfully, just caught it before it touched Pinkie. Everyone turned to see me holding the chocolate just above Pinkie’s open mouth. I sighed of relief as Pinkie lifted her head and turned to me with confusion.

“What gives, sweetie?” she asked with a pout. I didn’t say a word and pointed towards the flavor card on the table. As soon as Pinkie looked at it, her face turned a shade of red and she turned back to me with an embarrassed smile. Coconut; the one thing Pinkie was extremely allergic to. One touch, and she would swell up like a newly-inflated balloon, and if she would’ve swallowed it, well, it was a bad day to forget an Epipen.

“I think I’ll just have a plain chocolate,” Pinkie giggled as she went over and grabbed one. As soon as she tossed it into her mouth and chewed, her eyes lit up and a big smile came across her face. No doubt she had hit Nirvana with that one chocolate. I chuckled softly as I watched her go spastic.

“Care for one, sir?” Lily asked as she held one up to me with a desperate smile on her face. I nodded a thank you and took the chocolate. I stared at it a second, praying that it would work, before I popped it in. As I chewed, I felt the creaminess hit me right away. The cocoa was not too rich, but not too bland either. Lily continued to look with anticipation as I chewed and finally swallowed.

“Hmm…” I said, smacking my lips, “creamy, chocolatey, sweet…” Lily leaned in more, her eyes growing even wider. I could tell the anticipation was killing her.

“I liked it,” I answered calmly.

Lily’s eyes and smile completely deflated as she leaned back. “That’s it?” she asked. “No other comments or anything?”

I shook my head. I waited for the ache to come back, and for a second, it seemed like it wasn’t. But then, just like clockwork, a sharp shock hit my mouth and I winced in pain. Lily looked at me, utter defeat finally taking over. She had walked into this tour feeling fresh as a daisy and happy as any other day, but all that had disappeared. People around me noticed and the murmurs started back up. Another fail.

“W-well everyone,” Lily finally said as she tried to pick up what smile she had left, “that concludes our wonderful tour. I...hope you all had as much...fun as I had. As you exit, don’t forget to visit our gift shop where you can by all assortment of our candies, as well as other trinkets. Thank you for coming, and I hope you come back soon.” With that, she opened the double doors, and the group exited into the brightly-colored gift shop. Boxes of candies covered the shelves and little trinkets, like keychains and magnets, hung on the walls.

“Sweetie, I’m gonna look around!” Pinkie said happily. Too defeated to respond, I just nodded and she went skipping off toward the boxes of chocolates. As I looked around at all the souvenirs, I suddenly picked up on Lily’s voice in the other room. She did NOT sound happy.

“I swear, I’ve never been more confused in my life!” she snapped to possibly her fellow co-workers. “He didn’t even change his tone when trying the candies. I couldn’t read him at all. Where do people like that even come from? I felt like I was getting depression just by talking to him.”

I hung my head again. I wasn’t being depressing; I liked their products.

“Hey!” said a voice from behind me.

I turned around to see one of the guys murmuring about me before, and he didn’t look happy either.

“I’ve been trying to hold my tongue the entire tour, but I can’t take it anymore. You’re in a candy factory for God’s sake. You could show some emotion. What, are ya depressed or something?”

“N-no,” I mumbled. “I just-”

“That nice tour guide tried to make you happy,” he continued, “but your gloominess just rained on not just her’s, but all of our parade! Did you even like the candy?”

“Of course I did,” I answered. “I’ve just been having this sweet toothache that-”

“You could’ve fooled me,” the guy snapped. “I’m sorry buddy, but I wager you’ve pretty much ruined all these people’s trips. You are such a downer.” I hung my head again. I don’t normally let words get to me, but with the combined irritation of my sweet tooth and the worry that I was ruining Pinkie’s vacation, I couldn’t help but think that he was right.

“HEY!” Pinkie’s voice snapped from across the room. I looked back just in time to see her stomp up in between me and the guy. “Quit picking on my boyfriend!”

“Wait,” the guy said as his voice shifted into shock, “you mean this guy really is your boyfriend?”

“That’s right!” Pinkie replied.

“No offense, lady,” he said, “but you could do so much better. I mean, I’ve seen you on the tour. An upbeat, fun-loving gal like you doesn’t need a gloomy guy like this to bring you down.” It was as if a needle sank into my heart at that comment. Was it true? Was I really just bringing her down? “You deserve a much better kind of-”

The guy was suddenly silenced by a loud SMACK that rang throughout the room. Everyone stopped and looked, some even gasped. I myself looked up just in time to see the guy with a red mark on his cheek and a shocked look in his eyes.

“How dare you.” Pinkie’s voice was softly menacing. I had never heard her so angry. “How DARE you!” The guy quickly backed up as Pinkie got straight in his face and pointed a furious finger at him. “Listen here, buster; I don’t care who you are, nobody, and I mean nobody, talks about my sweetie that way.” She then reached to me and wrapped her arms around me, not taking her eyes off the guy. “He is the greatest thing to ever happen to me, and I wouldn’t trade him for anything or anyone! You, all of you, should be ashamed of yourselves for judging him so cruelly!”

Silence filled the room as everyone just looked at Pinkie and I with shock. After a few more seconds, Pinkie turned me around and led me toward the exit. “C’mon sweetie. Let’s blow this popsicle stand. Candy wasn’t that good anyway.” And with one final huff, Pinkie opened the door, led me out, and slammed the door behind her.

As Pinkie led me out across the street, I couldn’t stop thinking of how this was somehow my fault. She was having such a good time, and I had just ruined it for her. She didn’t even get a box of chocolates. I had just denied Pinkie sweets! SWEETS for God’s sake! I just couldn’t take it anymore. Before we reached the car, I let go of Pinkie’s hand and stopped at the curb. Pinkie looked back with concern and confusion.

“Is something wrong, sweetie?” she asked.

“Yeah,” I answered sadly. “I saw you in there. You were having the time of your life. You would’ve bought the whole gift shop if you had to, and what did I do? I just made you storm out. I ruined the vacation.” As I spoke, I could feel tears starting to form in my eyes, so I looked at the ground. “What if...what if the guy was right? I’m just bringing you down.”

“Sweetie…” Pinkie reached out to touch my cheek, but I backed away a bit.

“No!” I said sharply into her eyes. “I have been thinking about this for a while. It has been five months in the making now. Why are you still with me? We are so different! You’re a happy ball of sunshine, and I’m just a gloomy rain cloud. I try and be like you, but I’m just not good at showing emotion that much. I wasn’t brought up that way. People get weird around me. They don’t know how to read me, so they stay away.” I lowered my head to the pavement again as I felt more tears starting. “I just don’t understand why you would want to stay with me. You could choose any upbeat guy you want. You deserve so much better than-”

“Stop right there, Buster Brown!”

I jumped a bit at hearing Pinkie snap at me and looked back up. Her eyes were staring daggers into mine as she walked up so that she was inches from me.

“You’re right,” she said softly. “I could find someone more upbeat.” At first, I had started to hang my head again, but then she lifted it again and I was met with a soft smile. “But why would I when I have a perfectly great guy right here? I don’t want an upbeat guy. I want you!”

“B-but-”

“No buts, mister!” Pinkie said as she placed her hands on my shoulders. “Sweetie, when I look at you, I don’t see an apathetic, gloomy gus. Do you know what I see? I see what’s under the gloomy nature. I see a heart that is kind, gentle, compassionate, patient, caring, I could just go on. So what if you don’t show much emotion? I have never met a guy who is as loving as you. Someone who is willing to…” she suddenly stopped as I noticed that tears we starting to appear in her eyes as well. Pinkie quickly wiped them away and continue to smile, her lip quivering a bit. “Someone who is willing to put up with someone like me.”

I had to admit, I did not see that one coming. I immediately straightened up and got closer to Pinkie. We were so close, I could see my reflection in her eyes. “Pinkie,” I said softly, wiping a tear that was working her way down her cheek, “I don’t put up with you. I love being around you.”

Pinkie smiled as she looked at me. “I know. It’s just that a lot of guys I’ve met can only take so much of me before they call me crazy and leave.” She then frowned and bowed her head. “I admit that I can go a teensy-weensy bit overboard at times, but I’ve never been able to hold down a boyfriend because of it. You however?” She looked back at me with a smile and cradled my hand affectionately. “You constantly look after me! You care about my safety. You even know when it’s time to calm me down, and you know exactly how to do it. Don’t you see? You don’t bring me down. You keep me leveled. Your caring nature shines through, and if others can’t see that, then...screw them!” I couldn’t help but chuckle at her shrewd statement, and even she giggled a bit.

“I need you just as much as you need me,” she continued. “I can’t imagine my life without you, sweetie. I...I love you.”

That was it. That was all I needed to hear. I couldn’t take waiting anymore. With a big smile appearing on my face, I immediately took her head in my hands and pulled her into a passionate kiss. When our lips touched, the same sparks I felt the first time we kissed were still there. Her lips still tasted like cotton candy too. Pinkie returned the gesture as she pressed herself against me and wrapped her arms around my neck. Our mouths opened and our tongues jousted as we kissed. We stayed there for what seemed like a minute before we separated. When we broke our kiss, a small strand of saliva kept us connected before finally breaking. We both smiled as we stared into each other’s eyes. I didn’t want to look away.

Finally, I caught my breath and happily replied, “I love you too, my sweetie pie!” Pinkie giggled and we wrapped our arms around each other in a comforting hug. I heard her hum happily in my ear as she squeezed me, and I returned the gesture. Nothing could break the moment.

Except for another shock of pain hitting my mouth. I winced and gave an audible “Ow!” that made us break the hug. I angrily placed my hand on my cheek.

“Still hurting, huh?” Pinkie asked.

I sighed in defeat. “Yeah. I guess I’ll just have to ride it out until it stops. God knows how long that’ll take.”

We stood there by the curb silently for a minute. Suddenly, the silence was broken by a loud gasp from Pinkie, which once again made me jump.

“I have another idea!” Pinkie happily exclaimed as she clapped her hands.

“If it’s another candy factory, I’ll pass,” I said nonchalantly.

“No, silly-billy,” Pinkie giggled. “This is a simple idea.” She then wrapped her hands around my arm and pulled closer to me. “How ‘bout we go back to the hotel, and have a nice, romantic dinner. We’ll order our favorite dishes and just have a good old fashion time. And after dinner, I’ll fix you a great dessert!”

I eyed Pinkie surprisingly. I had to admit that a romantic dinner sounded nice, but I doubted that it would help my toothache. “I don’t know…”

“Aw, come on, sweetie!” Pinkie pouted. “What do you got to lose? And besides, even if the dessert doesn’t work,” she then gave me a sultry wink as her voice grew soft and seductive, “we can still look forward to a romantic evening together.”

I was surprised. Pleasantly surprised. It was rare for Pinkie to talk romantic to me, but when she did, I just loved how she put her words and her cute little winks. Plus, I couldn’t resist those big, pleading eyes of hers. And with a bat of the eyes, she had won me over.

“Alright, Pinkie,” I smiled. “Romantic dinner it is.”

Pinkie smiled wider and hugged me tight. “Thanks, sweetie! I know that we’re gonna have a great time!”

I just smiled and hugged her back. Despite my aching tooth and whether or not her plan would cure it, I was just happy to be with the one I loved.

After we got back to the hotel, we went to our room and ordered our food from the hotel restaurant to be delivered to us. I ordered the chicken parmesan and she got the spaghetti. I also heard her order some other things as well, but she was trying to be secretive about it. All I heard from her was something about ice cream and whipped cream. I guess it was for the “great dessert,” but I wasn’t confident it would help. I tried to cure my tooth with ice cream before, but it didn’t work. Though I tried to keep an optimistic mind. Whatever she had planned, she was definitely confident it would work. After that, we snuggled on the bed and watched some cartoons for a while before the bellhop came with our meals. As he wheeled the cart in, I noticed a covered bucket that sat on the bottom of the cart, and that when he handed it to Pinkie, she put it off to the side. Once again, I just assumed it was the stuff for the dessert. After the bellhop set up our small table and two chairs and left, we popped open a bottle of sparkling soda, toasted to our vacation, and dug into our meals.

“How was your chicken, sweetie?” Pinkie asked after we had cleaned our plates.

I sat back in my chair and pat my stomach with content. “I have to admit. That was some damn good chicken.” Pinkie giggled slightly. “I’m gonna have to remember this place the next time we come to Phillydelphia.”

“Agreed!” Pinkie gleefully nodded. She then stood up and started to clean up the dirty dishes, stacking them and putting them on the cart. “Now, are you ready for your dessert?”

I shrugged and sat back up. “As ready as I’ll ever be, I guess.”

“Good,” Pinkie clapped happily, “cause I’m gonna need you to go into the bathroom while I get it ready.” I raised an eyebrow to her curiously. “It’s a surprise dessert.” Deciding just to go with it, I stood up and went over to the bathroom door. Before I closed it, Pinkie called out, “NO PEEKING!”

“Got it,” I answered before shutting myself inside. The moment the door closed though, I instantly heard the banging of the table and chairs being pushed aside and what sounded like the rustling of...fabric. Curious, I called out, “Pinkie! Can you at least tell me what kind of dessert it is?”

“Let’s just say it’s pie!” she called back.

“If it’s pie, then why is it a secret?” I asked.

“I have to decorate it, silly!”

Eh. Couldn’t argue with that logic. I just leaned back on the sink and waited as I started to hear things like clinging metal, whipped cream being sprayed, and even Pinkie Pie humming to herself. Probably trying to block out the big noises. After a minute, I decided to say something else. “Pinkie, are you sure that this will help my sweet tooth?”

“If this doesn’t, I don’t know what will,” Pinkie responded. She sounded quite sure. I just hoped she was right. Finally, after what seemed like five minutes, silence filled the room. Before I could wonder what was up, I heard Pinkie shout, “Ok! Come on out!”

Taking the initiative, I opened the bathroom door and ventured into the room. “Ok, Pinkie,” I started to say as I turned towards the bed, “where’s this special piiiiiiiiiiiiii…” The minute I looked over at Pinkie, all muscles in my mouth stopped as it just dropped, my eyes grew as large as dinner plates, and I froze immediately.

There was Pinkie, laying on the bed, looking at me with sultry eyes, wearing nothing but a pair of lacy, pink panties, and with her entire torso covered with vanilla ice cream, whipped cream, chocolate sauce, and rainbow sprinkles.

Breathless. That was the only word I could think of to describe my reaction. Now, I had seen Pinkie naked before, but never covered in food. This was definitely something new for me. I knew she was spontaneous in thinking of ways for us to get intimate, but I can honestly say that I was not prepared for this. Even so, she looked absolutely stunning. From her slightly, pudgy belly up to her C cup breasts, she was like a sugary goddess, and the addition of the food on her just added to her sweet appearance. I just stood there, my jaw still dropped and eyes glued to the cream-covered beauty in front of me. What could I say to that? When I tried to talk, all that came out was, “Ibagadehdwafo…”

Pinkie giggled at my response. “I take it you like what you see,” she said happily. I could only nod. Pinkie then reached behind her, picked up and spoon and handed it toward me. “Well? Are you gonna just stare, or are you gonna dig in? And...you might wanna hurry, cause this ice cream’s really cold.” I quickly snapped out of my trance and slowly walked over to her. I took the spoon from her and sat down on edge of the bed, my eyes not leaving her body. She then laid down on her back, turned her head back toward me, and gave a smile and a wink.

“Well,” I thought to myself, “Bon appetite!” And I dug my spoon into the scoop of ice cream on her stomach.

Whatever ice cream Pinkie got, it was really good. Creamy, light, some of the best I’ve had. Along with the combination of the whipped cream, syrup, and sprinkles, it was quite delicious. Though the most delicious part about it was where it was coming from. As I shovel more and more spoonfuls of the creamy concoction, I couldn’t help but stare in adoration at the pink cutie before me. Pinkie noticed this and giggled.

“Good, huh?” she asked. All I could do was smile and nod. After a bit of eating, I finally dug my way through to find her luscious, pink skin. I don’t know if it was from the melted ice cream on it, but it was glistening a bit, and it looked damn sexy! I continued to work my way up her body, both admiring her beauty and the taste of the ice cream. When I finally got to her breasts, I stopped for a second to admire so more. The ice cream was starting to melt, and it was running down the sides of her wonderful mounds. My mouth started to water as I reached my spoon out and snatched some cream from the top. That’s when I felt my spoon hit something hard, and Pinkie let out a surprising, lusty moan. I jerked my spoon away in shock.

“You alright?” I asked.

“Y-yeah,” Pinkie answered, regaining herself. “You just poked my nipple is all.”

My eyes grew even wider. From the feel of it, I thought I had hit a rock. Her nipples were that hard? Maybe it was from the coldness of the cream, but judging by Pinkie’s reaction and her face, I started to think that she was turned on; big time! A devious smile curled across my face as I reached down again and poked at her nipple a second time. Pinkie let out another lustful squeak and looked at me. Her face had turned beet red, and her tongue was starting to hang out. Again I poked at her nipple, and this time, she arched her back a bit and moaned even louder.

“Sweetie,” she whined, “stop being such a meanie teasie!”

I chuckled a bit and went back to the ice cream. More and more spoonfuls filled my stomach as I dug as far as I could go, finally revealing her round, soft breasts. After working my way around her breasts and even getting some spots I missed on her belly, I finally sat up and sighed of content.

Pinkie sat up a bit and looked at me with curious eyes. “You’re not done yet, are you?” She then cupped her breasts and held them up. “Look at all that’s left over! You have to clean your plate!”

“Well, I can’t really get anymore with my spoon,” I said. “How else am I supposed to-” I didn’t even have to finish my question as I looked over Pinkie’s messy body. My mouth formed into a sultry smile. Pinkie must’ve seen that I finally understood, because she smiled back and even winked. Nothing more needed to be said. Forgetting all forms of manners, I tossed the spoon behind my back and leaned down toward Pinkie’s belly. As soon as my face was inches away from a spot of melted cream, I stuck my tongue out and gave a long, seductive lick across the area.

I heard Pinkie moan with lustful delight as I continued my tongue mopping across her belly, licking up all that remained of the creamy dessert. After getting her stomach clean, I sat up and crawled onto the bed, positioning myself over my pink beauty. Pinkie smiled as she sat up a bit with her back resting against the wall. As soon as I was in place, I continued my assault and aimed straight for Pinkie’s bountiful breasts. Pinkie gasped as I dragged my tongue around her mounds, planting small kisses in some spots. I would constantly go from one breast to the other, making sure each one had a share of my tongue. Pinkie continued to pant more and more, and when I looked up, her face was even redder, her eyes were closed, and she was biting her lower lip with lust. I smiled to myself and continued. Seeing some whipped cream left over on her nipples, I decided to go a little more daring and flicked my tongue across. Pinkie’s eyes instantly shot open and she let out a loud gasp, resulting in her wrapping her arms around my head and pulling me into her chest.

“Yes!” she moaned. “That! Do that again! Don’t stop!”

Happy to oblige, I started to lick her nipples again, circling around them, and even sucking on them. As I did, Pinkie’s moaning grew louder and louder and she held me against her tighter and tighter.

“Harder!” she whined lustfully.

Taking the initiative, I licked at her nippled even harder, assaulting every part of them with passionate fury. After a few seconds, I decided to take things up another notch, and with one swift motion, I reached out and latched my teeth around Pinkie’s nipple.

Instantly, Pinkie let out a lustful scream as her arms wrapped around me tighter and pulled me down onto her entire body. She held me there for a solid minute as she rode out the rest of her orgasm. After it had died down, Pinkie loosened her grip on me, though her arms were still wrapped around my head. I scooted up to meet Pinkie’s face. She was panting softly as she looked at me with loving eyes. I swear, I could get lost in those eyes forever. We just sat there for a couple minutes, admiring each other.

“Well,” Pinkie finally said through her pants, “I think you got all of it.”

“Not quite,” I said sultrily. Pinkie tilted her head at me confusingly. “There’s one piece of the pie I haven’t eaten yet.” I then looked down towards Pinkie’s nethers and looked back up with a seductive smile. It took Pinkie a second before the light bulb went on in her head and she gasped with absolute delight.

“Sweetie!” she said, happily surprised. “When did you turn into such a devil?”

“Only the best for my girl,” I replied before kissing her lightly on the lips. Pinkie giggled as I worked my way down her body, kissing every inch of her skin, until finally reaching her nethers. I then slowly pulled her damp panties down over her legs and threw them aside, revealing her beautiful, slightly shaven pussy. I took a quick glance back up at Pinkie, who was biting her lower lip with anticipation, her eyes begging for me to start. How could I resist such a cute face like that? Putting my attention back onto the damp and inviting pussy before me, I leaned down and started to lick the outer walls, which resulted in a soft moan from Pinkie. Seeing how good of job I was doing, I continued to lick a bit faster. With every stroke of the tongue, I heard Pinkie let out another lustful moan. More and more I licked before taking another step. Without a single warning, I plunged my tongue into Pinkie’s pussy. Pinkie let out a surprised squeal as she arched her back a bit, but I continued my tongue assault. Faster and faster I penetrated her, making her speed up with her moans which soon turned into soft screams.

“Oh yeah!” Pinkie cried. “Lick it! Eat my naughty little cunny! Oh you are so good!”

The naughty talk turned me on even more, and I started to thrust my tongue even harder. As this continued, I could feel that Pinkie was close. Really close. Time for the finisher. Not even stopping my assault, I reached my hand up and pinched her clit. That did it.

“SWEETIE!!!!” Pinkie screamed as she wrapped her legs around my head and pulled me in again. My tongue stayed inside her as her inner walls contracted around it and coated it with her gushing juices. I gulped down every bit of it happily as she rode out her orgasm, her hips bucking like mad. Her cum tasted like tart candies, and I loved every bit of it. After her orgasm subsided, she loosened her grip on my head. Satisfied with my work, I pulled my tongue out and worked my way back up to her face.

When I reached it though, Pinkie suddenly grabbed my shirt, practically ripped it over my head, and threw it aside.

“I can’t take it anymore!” Pinkie panted as she reached down to my pants, pulling at the zipper. “I need your naughty cannoli inside of me! NOW!”

That was enough to throw me over the edge. I had a raging boner since the beginning, and now it was aching to be released. Her saying that; it made me forget all composure. I nodded and quickly helped her pull my pants and underwear down. As soon as they were out of the picture, Pinkie looked down at my pulsing cock with hungry eyes.

“Please,” she said as she looked at me. “Stick your cannoli in my honey pot!”

Too hot to answer, I nodded and thrust my cock right into her, resulting in a lustful squeal from Pinkie. She then wrapped her arms around my neck and legs around my waist as we looked into each other’s eyes. God how I loved her eyes. As I started to rapidly penetrate her, her lustful moans had turned into screaming, which turned me on even more. I worked my hips as I thrusted in and out of her, grunts escaping my mouth as I worked even harder.

"OH YES!" Pinkie screamed. "YES! YES! YES! OH MY GOD! KEEP GOING! DON'T YOU DARE STOP!"

I looked back at Pinkie and attacked her mouth with my own, thrusting my tongue against hers. Muffled moans echoed into my mouth as we kissed. I didn’t want it to end.

Pretty soon, I could feel myself reaching my limit. I was about to explode. I looked at Pinkie, and she could see what I was thinking.

“Do it!” she cried. “Fill me with your hot cream! Turn me into a walking donut!”

As soon as she said that, I felt my dam break. With one final thrust, waves of hot jizz flooded into Pinkie’s nethers. Pinkie and I hugged each other tight as I filled her. It seemed like five minutes before it finally subsided, and we plopped down on the bed exhausted. We just laid there for a few minutes, me still inside of her, panting like mad. I then found my strength to lay down on my back, and Pinkie cuddled up next to me. Finally, she spoke.

“So?” she asked, hints of pure exhaustion in her voice. “Is your sweet tooth gone?”

I just started chuckling. “Babe, it was gone the moment I walked out of the bathroom.”

Pinkie snorted and started to laugh, which resulted in me laughing along with her. I had never laughed so hard in my life, but it was the perfect occasion for it. I came into this vacation thinking that I wouldn’t be able to cure my sweet tooth. Man, was I wrong.

“I’ll have to remember this the next time,” Pinkie giggled.

I rolled over on my side and stared at my pink beauty. I may have once thought that I wasn’t deserving of such a girl, but now I know that we just go hand in hand.

“I love you, Pinkie,” I whispered.

“I love you too, sweetie,” Pinkie answered.

And with one final kiss, we fell asleep in each others arms and with no sweet toothache at all.

Long story short? Sweetest. Vacation. Ever.

Out of the Closet [Sci-Twi]

"Can't you just tell me where we're going?" Twilight asked from the passenger seat of my car as she scratched at her blindfold. I sighed softly and shook my head. This was her 10th time asking since we left the University. I loved the girl, but sometimes, she could get so impatient. Here I was, trying to surprise her with the vacation spot of her dreams, and she was trying to ruin the surprise.

"No, Twilight," I finally answered. "I told you; it's a surprise."

"You know how I feel about surprises," she responded. "Can't you just give me a hint?"

"I said no hints!" I said sternly, like a father talking to his impatient daughter. "If you ask one more time, I'm turning this car around, and when you learn where we were going, you're going to kick yourself for not keeping quiet." I then noticed my exit sign and turned the car down the ramp. "We're almost there, too, so just hang in there."

Twilight let out an aggravated huff as she crossed her arms and put on her pouty face. I may have grown immune to it, but it was still so darn adorable. As I approached the stop light, I heard Twilight murmur under her breath, "Stubborn jerk."

"Sticks and stones, love," I chuckled as the light turned green. "You'll thank me later." As we continued through the traffic toward our destination, I quickly glanced back at Twilight, who had now relaxed into a casual arms-crossed position. I chuckled softly, remembering how hopeless I was against her pouty face when we had first started dating. That was back only two months ago, in our sophomore year at Crystal State Academy. We actually met by complete accident. I was in the middle of baseball practice, she was studying on a bench nearby, and, well, I may have knocked over her books with a fly ball. One look into her eyes was all it took, and a few weeks later, we started dating. Funny how it all worked out, huh? My train of thought suddenly halted when I noticed our destination. Smiling, I turn the car into the parking lot and quickly find a spot.

As soon as we stopped, Twilight instantly perked up. "Are we here?" she asked. "Can I take this off now?"

No, no, no!" I said. "Not yet. I want to get you in front of the building." Twilight groaned and slumped back in her seat. With how intelligent Twilight was, she still had the tendency to act like a little kid if she didn't get her way. Or maybe that was just around me. Either way, I rolled my eyes playfully and stepped out of the car. I then went around to the passenger side and helped Twilight out. The instant she stepped out of the car, she started sniffing the air.

"It smells like...city air," she stated. I could tell the wheels in her head were turning, trying desperately to figure out where we were. "I also hear cars honking and an onslaught of pedestrians." I led her to in front of the car, making sure she had the perfect view of the front. "I'm guessing we are in a large city...maybe Manehattan or Baltimare?"

I quickly moved to in front of her, my excited smile not faltering for a moment. It was time for the big reveal. "Take off the blindfold and see for yourself."

Twilight sighed of relief and started to undo the blindfold. "Well it's about time, sweetheart," she said, her violet eyes soon becoming visible. "For what you put me through, this better be worth-"

All her words stopped instantly when she looked up. Her eyes grew wide, her mouth dropped open, and she let out a loud gasp when she saw the big surprise. The building was tall, three stories high to be more accurate, with brown walls and white columns stretching from the marble steps to the triangular roof. Between each column hung a banner with the name of the establishment along with pictures of the exhibits. After a minute to take it all in, Twilight finally stammered, "I-I-I-Is t-that...?"

"The Manehattan Museum of Science and History!" I proudly proclaimed. "I remember hearing you talk about how much you wanted to come here at some point, so I decided to use our vacation time to visit! What do you think, huh?"

Twilight’s whole body and face were completely frozen in place, her eyes still wide and her mouth still dropped. Even after I asked her, she stood there for a minute, speechless.

“Twilight?” I asked as I walked up to her. I waved my hand in front of her face, but still no response. “Twilight? Are you alri-”

Within a split second, Twilight had pounced upon me and enveloped me in a tight hug, almost knocking me over. My face was then assaulted all over with a barrage of kisses. I had never seen Twilight this happy before. It was nice.

“Oh thank you, thank you, thank you!” Twilight squealed with delight in between her kisses. “You. Are. The best. Boyfriend. I ever. Had!”

“I’m the only boyfriend you’ve ever had,” I chuckled as I hugged her back.

“Even better,” she replied, smiling widely. After finally calming down, she released her grip on me and stepped back. She then looked back at the museum, and let out a longing sigh. “I can’t believe we’re actually here! I’ve been dreaming about seeing this place for so long! I’ve read all about it online, seen the brochures, heard rumors, but now?” Another sigh escaped her lips. “Now I get to see it! With my own eyes!” She turned back to me, her eyes glimmering with excitement. “I didn’t know you were into science and history!”

“I...um…” I froze for a second. “I...guess I haven’t told you everything about me. Always willing to learn something new!” I chuckled, nervously.

Twilight beamed. “Well, we’re not going to learn anything new by standing in the parking lot.” She then grabbed my hand. “Let’s go!” I then found myself almost being dragged behind Twilight as she led me to the staircase which led to the entrance.

If I was to be truly honest with myself, I wasn’t really into this science and history stuff. I wouldn’t have come to the museum for any reason, except to see Twilight happy. Why would I plan a vacation only for that? You see, Twilight and I were as opposite as, well, I was gonna say day and night, but even day and night have their priorities in common. We were that different. Twilight was a learner. She loved math, science, history, and learning new things. She was, no other word for it, a nerd, but an adorable nerd nonetheless (and don’t you forget it). I was a jock. I loved sports, mostly baseball. I had been playing since I could pick up a bat. I played all throughout middle school, high school, and was even striving to become a professional. We were at completely different ends of the equation.

I had never really thought about it until a little while ago. It got me thinking; what if she realized that our differences were too great and decided to end it between us? The thought alone made my hands quiver. I couldn’t let that happen, so I came up with the idea to try and get into stuff she liked. The Manhattan Museum was the perfect place to do it, considering how often I had heard Twilight talk about it. Thus, our vacation spot was decided!

So...yeah, I wasn’t looking forward to being surrounded by nothing but artifacts, but I was looking forward to seeing Twilight the happiest she has been. And as Twilight led me up the stairs, I could tell that she had hit Nerdvana, and I was truly happy for her.

As soon as the doors were opened, Twilight’s jaw dropped. All around there were rooms with labels on top of the doorways leading to different exhibits, banners were hung all over the ceiling, advertising the popular attractions, like Dawn of the Dinosaurs and Mission to the Stars. Small groups could be seen following formally-dressed employees carrying little microphones, pointing out around them. I glanced back at Twilight, who was taking it all in. I chuckled slightly. If her eyes got any wider, she would probably turn into an anime schoolgirl!

“It’s just as it described on the website!” she squealed. “I don’t know where to start!” She then looked at me. “Do you think we should take the tour?”

Worry hit me instantly. If I knew anything, the tour guides relished in taking things slow and steady. If we took the tour, we would be here for who-knows-how-long! I quickly hid my worry and replied, “Well...I don’t think so. I mean...these tour guides, I mean, they would be going at their own pace, and we don’t want that! Do we?” I looked nervously at Twilight, who was thinking it over.

“You’re absolutely right, sweetheart!” she responded. I sighed of relief. “Besides, the tour would be over way too quickly!”

Well, there went that state of calm.

“Uh…” I chuckled nervously. “Over too...quickly?”

“Yeah,” Twilight said gleefully. “We wanna take in every inch of this place as thoroughly as we can!”

“Every...inch?” I asked weakly.

“Yep!” Twilight wrapped me in a big hug. “Oh, sweetheart! This is going to be so much fun! Just you and me, enveloped in knowledge for hours!”

Her last two words echoed in my head like a haunted foreboding. I felt my eye twitch slightly, but Twilight was completely unfazed. She seized my hand and led me forward. “Let’s start at the very beginning! The creation of the universe! I hear that there’s even a model demonstration of the big bang!” Twilight squealed again as she led me to a corridor on the left. I was brought out of my horrific trance when I saw how chipper Twilight was. This was for her after all, and I had to at least try and keep an open mind.

Maybe it won’t be that boring, I told myself hopefully as we entered through the corridor.

I was sadly, god-awfully mistaken. After visiting the Creation of the Universe exhibit for 15 minutes, we made our way up the timeline of events (Twilight thought it would be better to keep things in order). I tried to stay interested, I really did, but every single exhibit was more boring than the last. Prehistoric Era, The Roman Empire, The Founding of America, every one was teeth-grindingly boring. All I could think of as we passed each one slowly was how Twilight found all of it as exciting as striking buried treasure. To make matters worse, for me at least, there were recordings connected to each exhibit. You press a button, and a dull, almost robotic voice tells of its history. Twilight got a kick out of that. Whatever information the recording left out, Twilight felt it was her duty to fill in the blanks for me. The problem was it was all blank to me!

I truly did try and understand why this stuff interested Twilight, but none of it was clicking. As she happily explained the thought process of Abraham Lincoln’s Gettysburg Address, all I could think of was why Lincoln had to write it so long. Then my mind started to wander off topic, making me wonder if it was Lincoln that chopped down an apple tree, or if it was Washington. Then again...it might have been a cherry tree...or did Twilight say that was just a story… I found myself trailing off again and tried to bring it back to the topic. By the time we arrived at the Industrial Revolution (oooh, riveting), I found myself on a bench, being taught by Twilight about every single thought process that went into the Revolution. I felt my eyelids get heavier with every sentence. Heavier...heavier...heavier…

“Sweetheart?”

I instantly jerked awake and shouted, “I’ll take Cartoon Horses for 200, Alex!”

Twilight giggled, obviously thinking I was joking. “C’mon, silly! Let’s go to the Science Wing next! They have interactive stations!” She squealed again and led me off down the hall. I groaned softly.

After leaving the Science Wing, half an hour later, I was at my wit’s end! I started to think about the Yankees game that would be going on right now. The game I had been dying to see. I started to imagine Rodriguez’s swing, Cessa’s pitch, and McCann’s catch. I started to think about how their opponents, the Red Sox, were doing. I tried shaking the thoughts from my head and focused on Twilight, but my baseball thoughts returned just as quickly as if they’d never left. I couldn’t take it anymore! I needed some time away to just check on the game. Just a minute of baseball would surely get me through the rest of the day.

“Hey, hun?” Twilight turned around to face me. “I’m...gonna go find a bathroom real quick.”

Twilight smiled. “Ok, but hurry back! We’re going to the Solar System exhibit next! I’ll be able to finish my study on Uranus!”

I wish, I thought humorously as I smiled and turned and hurried down the hallway. I looked from wall to wall for a bathroom sign, but with no luck. We must’ve been farther down the museum than I thought. I couldn’t be away for too long, or else Twilight would think that something was wrong. As I passed an empty hallway, I suddenly noticed a janitor’s closet with the door slightly ajar. It was as if fate itself wanted me to have some privacy. I looked around to make sure no one was looking, and hastened down to the closet. There was nothing else down the hallway other than the closet. Perfect. I took one more look at the door and stepped inside. Brooms and mops were leaning on the walls, cardboard boxes lay across the back, and assorted cleaners were sitting on high shelves. Yep; basic janitor’s closet.

I was about to close the door, when I noticed what kind of knob it was. I sighed of relief. I would not want something that to happen to me. How could I explain that to Twilight? I pulled the door until there was but a crack left between it and the wall, turned on the light, sat down on a stack of boxes, and pulled out my phone. Lucky for me I had service. I turned on my phone and quickly looked up the Yankees vs Red Sox. It didn’t take long to bring up the current status; 10 - 7, Red Sox lead, bottom of the 7th. I then looked down at the scrolling options and saw a link to the current radio broadcast of the game. Did I dare listen? I glanced from my phone to the door a few times, both sides of my conscience duking it out.

“Well…” I said softly, “I guess a few minutes of listening wouldn’t hurt.”

I tapped the link, and within seconds, a sports announcer’s voice killed the silence of the room. I leaned forward on my boxes and listened.

Here we go, bottom of the ninth with the bases loaded with two outs. Rodriguez is up to bat for the Yankees. Fine season Rod has had with his batting average. Though the Sox’s pitcher, Price, has had a solid record as well. Let’s see if Rod can pull his team ahead. Here’s the windup...and the pitch...swing and a miss for Rod. Strike one.

“C’mon, Rod,” I said through gritted teeth. “C’mon!”

Here’s the next windup, and...he throws to first where Butler is, and he is safe. Nice try there. Alright, the focus is back on Rodriguez. Here’s the windup...and the pitch...looks like it’s too outside. The ump must see something we can’t though. Strike two.

“Damn!” I found myself shouting.

I don’t know what kind of call that was, but the Yankees fans certainly don’t like it. The pressure is on now. No balls, two strikes, with two outs. If Rod can’t get this, it might be a turning point to everyone in the game. Here we go. Price winds up...and the pitch...and it’s connected. It’s a fly ball to left field, and it looks like it’s not coming down.

In all my excitement, I had gotten to my feet, my eyes glued to my phone, and had started saying, “C’mon! C’mon! Get out of there!”

It’s going…

"Yes?"

going…

"Yes?"

going...

"YES?!"

IT’S GONE! IT’S A GRAND SLAM!

All need for secrecy was lost as I jumped up and started whooping. I could hear the crowds on the radio roaring with excitement as the announcer continued to talk. I was so excited, I started jumping around as if I was actually there. All exterior noises were drowned out by my cheering. I was at a loss for words. Nothing could ruin my day now.

“Sweetheart?”

It was like someone had taken a vacuum to my head and sucked out all the blood. I felt my head go pale as I instantly stopped jumping and turned around slowly. Twilight was standing at the doorway with her body halfway in the closet. I straightened up and put my phone behind my back.

Twilight tilted her head with confusion. “What’re you doing in here?”

“Uh…” I stammered, trying to think of something. “What’re...you doing here?”

“Well, I was on my way to get another map because I lost mine,” she replied, “when I thought I heard your voice coming from this corridor and- wait a second! Why am I answering the questions? What’re you doing in this closet?”

I started trying to think of something else to say, when a voice echoed from behind my back.

What a hit, ladies and gentlemen. If this doesn’t increase the morale of the Yankees, I don’t know what will.

It took Twilight, maybe a second, to put two and two together. Her face slowly changed from confusion to anger.

“Is that a baseball game?”

I stammered a bit, but couldn’t think of anything. I was caught.

“You’re listening to a baseball game during our vacation?!”

“Ehhhhh…” There was no getting around it, so I tried my hardest to make it sound not so bad. “Well...listening is such a...harsh word.”

Why don't I learn?

“Oh. My. God!” Twilight shouted. I stepped back a bit, fearing for my life. I had seen Twilight angry on several occasions, but I had never seen her this angry before. She was like an entirely different form of anger. The kind that only comes between a couple. My eyes widened even more when she slammed the door and marched towards me.

“I can’t believe you would do something like this!” she scolded. “We are supposed to be spending time together, exploring the wonders of history and science, and you sneak off to listen to a stupid game?!”

“Twilight-”

“Does our time spent together mean that little to you?”

“Twilight-”

“This is, by far, the lowest thing a boyfriend can do! Sneaking off, only thinking of himself and what he wants, when he should be spending time with his girlfriend! I mean, is baseball all you care about? I just can’t-”

“TWILIGHT!” I shouted, silencing her for a second, her eyes still staring daggers into mine. “You just locked us in here!”

“I don’t care!” she continued shouting. “You are not getting out of-” She then stopped. Her eyes lost a bit of their fire as she straightened up. “Come again?”

“You locked us in here,” I repeated as I pointed towards the closed door. “That’s a two-way lock. It locks on both the outside and inside when closed. I recognized it from the storage closet in the locker room back at school. That’s why I didn’t have it closed the whole way.”

Twilight glanced from the door back to me. Her head turned so sharply, you would’ve suspected it to fall off. With each glance, her face showed more and more signs of panic growing. Then, she ran to the door and tried to turn the knob. Nothing happened. She then reached up and started to pound on the door.

“SOMEONE!” she shouted. “ANYONE! GET US OUT OF HERE!”

“It won’t work, Twilight,” I said calmly. “There’s nothing down this hallway except this.”

Twilight turned back to me, her eyes darting around the room hastily. “What do we do?”

“I guess we just wait until a janitor is needed,” I replied as I sat down on some boxes. “God knows how long that’ll take.”

“Well,” Twilight said with a small, hopeful smile appearing on her face, “maybe we’ll strike it lucky. Maybe someone will spill a drink, or a kid could throw up. We just have to stay hopeful and wait until- GAH!”

I almost fell off my boxes as Twilight shouted. I looked back and she was pointing at me furiously. The fire had returned to her eyes.

“How dare you make me almost forget that I’m mad at you!”

It wasn’t my intention, but it still was a good attempt.

“I wasn’t going to listen to the whole thing,” I said calmly as I moved towards Twilight. “I just wanted to do a quick check and I was gonna come right back. I swear. I just needed to recover a bit.”

The second I said that, I wish I hadn’t. Twilight’s eyes widened with fury as she shouted, “RECOVER?!”

Like pouring salt on the wound. I winced and shook my head rapidly. “That’s not what I meant! That came out wrong!” I tried to reach out to touch Twilight’s shoulder, but she pulled it away.

“No. No, I get it,” Twilight said, affronted. “I’m so sorry that I’m such a BORING girlfriend that you would have to recover from me.”

“Twilight! Hun-”

“Don’t you hun me, you jerk!” Twilight snapped. “You can take all the time you want to,” she put up her hands and moved her fingers in air quotes fashion, “‘recover’! I’ll just sit over here, and you,” she pointed to a stack of boxes on the other side of the closet, “can sit over there until we get out!” She then folded her arms, huffed angrily, and turned her back to me.

I stood there for a minute in the middle of the closet, guilt running through me like a bullet train. It was never my intention to hurt Twilight, especially on such a special day for her. I just wanted to make her happy. Now I had probably ruined our entire relationship. I opened my mouth, but couldn’t find the words to say. What could I say? Finally sighing in defeat, I sulked over to the boxes on the other side of the room and sat down, as I looked at my feet with sorrow, all I could wonder is if things could be fixed after something like this.

I looked down at my phone. We had been in the closet for a little over 15 minutes. It felt like an eternity. I would occasionally glance up at Twilight, but she still had her back turned to me, her arms folded and her legs crossed, her face looking down. I couldn’t tell what expression she had, but I wouldn’t have been surprised if there was still anger lingering there. I wouldn’t have blamed her. If I was her, I’d be pretty mad too. The only thing is that she didn’t know the entire story. She deserved to know all the details. I shook the thought from my head. What details? It was as I said; I was looking up the game to recover. It wasn’t from her though. She had to know that. I turned back to her,

“Twilight-”

“I’m not speaking to you,” she said, not even turning around. The tone of her voice was less angry, but I could still hear the disappointment in it. Almost like she didn’t want to be mad at me, but had no choice in the matter. I sighed and turned around again. Silence passed over us like a large blanket, enveloping us with mute awkwardness as the seconds flew by. I looked down at my phone again. Another three minutes gone. Thoughts were flooding through my mind, all of which were methods of trying to talk to Twilight. However, as they came to mind, one by one, each one was pushed aside. The silence was almost haunting at this point. I looked up at the closet light as it flickered a bit. There was nothing I could say. All I could do was feel bad for Twilight and kick myself mentally.

“I just don’t understand!”

I jumped a bit, startled at the sudden outburst. I turned back around to see Twilight looking at me. She had a look of disappointed confusion, and while better than pure anger, it still wasn’t a pleasant sight. I shifted my body around to fully face Twilight as she did the same with me.

“You’re the one who planned this trip!” Twilight continued, pointing at me. “You chose the location. You did all of it!” She lowered her hand and sat it in her lap next to the other. “I thought- I assumed you actually liked history and science.” She paused as she looked right into my eyes. My heart skipped a beat. Every time I gazed into her violet eyes, it was like I was stuck in a trance. Confusion still covered her face, and, it was hard to tell, but I thought I saw some glistening tears barely escaping her eyelids.

“You...don’t. Do you?”

I had a feeling that by the way Twilight asked that she already knew the answer. Sighing heavily, I shook my head no.

“Then why did you choose here for our vacation?” she asked, her voice cracking slightly.

“I did it for you!” There was no point in beating around the bush about it. Twilight deserved the whole truth.

“For me?” Twilight’s voice had changed again. This time, the disappointment had faded a little, giving way to more confusion. She then stood up and walked towards me a bit. “Sweetheart, I’m touched that you thought of me, but you didn’t have to do all of this only for me.”

“Yes I did!” I said sternly, a little more sternly than I thought.

“Why?” Twilight asked firmly, her eyebrows narrowing a bit. “What was so crucial that you had to do this just for me?”

“I DIDN'T WANT TO LOSE YOU!”

I didn’t mean to shout. It just sort of came out that way. It seemed like the echo of what I just said lingered in my ears. Silence filled the room again as Twilight stared at me, her eyes darting into mine. Her eyebrows relaxed as she continued to stare. The only sound was the faint muffle of crowds outside in the main lobby. After what seemed like an eternity, she finally spoke.

“What are you talking about?” Her voice was soft when she spoke. There was no hiding it now. Sighing again heavily, I started to explain.

“About a week ago, some of my teammates were teasing me about how you and I have nothing in common. They said that relationships like that don’t last long. They said that if the two people can’t find a single thing they have in common, they are destined to fail.”

Twilight’s eyes widened a bit as I continued.

“At first, I shrugged it off, but then I started thinking; we really don’t have anything in common.” I looked down at the ground. “Everything about us is different.”

“Well…” Twilight stammered uncomfortably. “What about Pinkie and her boyfriend?” She then knelt down beside me. “You’ve seen them together. They’re different.”

“Yeah,” I replied looking her in the eyes again. “Their personalities are different, but they at least have similar likes and goals. Face it, Twilight; you and I are as opposite as can be.” I looked back to the ground. “You’re a scholar. You love books, learning, math, science, and you can’t throw or catch a ball to save your life.” My eyes widened as I realized what I just said as I looked back at Twilight. “Uh...no offense.”

“None taken,” she said, her tone unchanging.

“And I’m an athlete,” I continued. “I love running, working out, playing baseball, and I can’t spend five minutes in a classroom without getting bored. I-” Starting to feel myself choke up a bit, I pause to regain myself. “I started to fear that if you figured out how different we were, you might have…”

“Broken up with you?” Twilight asked concerningly.

“Yeah,” I nodded. “I didn’t want that to happen. That’s when I came up with the idea to try something you loved. I remember you talking about how much you wanted to visit the Manehattan Museum of Science and History, so I decided to take you there and try to become interested. So much for that idea.”

Twilight straightened up a bit, her eyes not leaving me and her expression looking like she just couldn’t think of anything to say, but was trying.

“One of my teammates even offered me tickets to the Yankees game,” I continued, “but I turned them down. I just-”

“Wait a minute,” Twilight said suddenly, making me jump a bit. When I looked over at her, I noticed her expression was shock. Her mouth was ajar and her eyes were wide. “You gave up baseball tickets? For me?” I nodded yes. Twilight stood up slowly, her mouth opening and closing. “But...but…” She backed up a little and looked around the room, as if what she wanted to say was hiding within clear sight before looking back at me. “But you love baseball!”

I stood up and moved towards Twilight. Her eyes were still fixated upon me with surprise. When I was inches away from her, I took a deep breath and softly said, “Not as much as I love you, Twilight.”

A small gasp escaped Twilight’s mouth as her eyes grew wider. She and I were frozen on the spot, not looking away from each other. I was so close to her, I could see my reflection in her purple eyes. Those deep, beautiful, violet eyes. Those were the same eyes that enchanted me the first time we met. They haven’t changed at all.

“I love everything about you, Twilight,” I said, gently grabbing her hands. “Always have. When we first met, I didn’t see a polar opposite. I saw a beautiful, smart, loving girl that I had to get to know.” Twilight’s face didn’t change as I spoke. “Maybe before you baseball was my everything, but now?” I placed a hand on her cheek. “You are my priority! I didn’t want our relationship to end because of differences.” I smiled a little bit, hoping that Twilight would follow, but her expression stayed the same. I almost couldn’t read it. My smile fell again as I removed my hand from her cheek and backed away a bit.

I’m sorry, Twilight,” I sighed. “I really did try. I should’ve tried harder to control myself. I deserve whatever scolding you have for me. Go ahead. I can take it.”

I stood there, waiting for her to say or do something. For a minute, she just looked at me, not saying a word. All that moved were her eyes, which were looking over me, almost like she was trying to scan me.

Finally, Twilight closed her mouth, looked at me with a slightly furrowed brow, and started to move towards me. I braced myself for the shouting. Then, just as she was within an inch from me, Twilight threw up her arms, wrapped them around the back of my neck, and planted her lips firmly to mine.

At first, my eyes shot open surprisingly as I looked at Twilight. After a second, I relaxed a bit and returned the gesture, placing my arms around her waist. We stayed like that for a solid minute, but it seemed like an eternity. I didn’t want it to end. When we finally broke the kiss, I opened my eyes to see her smiling at me with tears trickling down her cheeks.

“Huh,” was all I could say, “That’s not what I had in mind, but I’ll take it.”

Twilight giggled softly and wiped her eyes. “Sweetheart, what you did is the sweetest, most caring thing anyone has ever done for me?”

“So, you’re not mad?” I asked. Maybe it was too early to ask, but she didn’t seem to get angered from the question.

“I guess I understand where you were coming from,” she said reassuringly. “I’m not gonna lie; I probably would’ve done the same thing. If you would’ve dragged me to a baseball game, I probably would’ve brought a book and pretend to go to the bathroom a lot.” She then winked jokingly and I laughed.

“And you’re not worried about us not having anything in common?” I asked, my smiled fading a bit.

“Sweetheart,” Twilight replied, putting her arms behind my head again, “you’ve shown today that you care about this relationship so much that you are willing to step out of your comfort zone to try and get into something I love. You gave up baseball tickets for me, for God’s sake!” She then placed a hand on my cheek and smiled wider. “And you know what? I think we do have something in common.”

I tilted my head slightly. “What is that?”

“Our dedication to each other,” she replied softly. “Our ability to not care about our differences and love each other anyway.” Twilight then placed her head on my chest and pulled me into a loving hug. “You’ve shown, though you messed up a bit, that you are willing to sacrifice what you love to make me happy. That’s the kind of dedication that defines a happy, successful relationship.” As she spoke, I could feel myself choking up slightly, and thought I felt a tear start to form in my eye. I looked down at my violet beauty, who looked up at me, her chin still resting on my chest, and smiled sweetly, tears starting to form in her own eyes as well. “As long as we have that, I don’t think this relationship will be ending any time soon.”

Nothing else was needed to be said. That was all it took. Hearing the greatest thing ever from the one I most care about was enough to break the dams in my eyes. I immediately felt the tears start to fall down my cheeks as I smiled widely at Twilight. I quickly wrapped my arms around her, pulled her in as close to me as possible, and rested my head on hers. Twilight hummed happily and we just stood there, lost in each other’s love. I don’t care how cheesy that sounds, it was one of the happiest moments of my life.

“I love you, my adorkable cutie!” I said.

“I love you too, my dumb, handsome jock!” Twilight replied, squeezing me lovingly.

After a few more minutes, we finally separated, though I would’ve stayed like that forever if I could’ve. Twilight and I stared at each other for a few more seconds, smiling from ear to ear, before a sudden thought brought me back into reality. My smiled disappeared immediately.

“Well,” I said with a sigh, “one problem’s solved, but…”

“We’re still trapped in here,” Twilight finished, hanging her head.

“I guess we just go back to the original idea,” I said as I sat down on the boxes again. “We wait until a janitor is needed.” Twilight nodded and scooted her stack of boxes closer to me. “I mean, how long can it take for something to need cleaning up?”

“What time is it?” Twilight asked. I looked at my phone and sighed.

“It’s five minutes since the last time you asked me,” I answered.

“Sorry, sweetheart,” Twilight said, wiping the sweat from her forehead. “It feels so much longer! How long does it take for something to be cleaned up?” I just shrugged and slumped forward, placing my chin in my hands.

It had been an additional 25 minutes since we had made up. We had tried to start up a conversation to pass the time, but that quickly bombed because we just kept switching to the subject of being stuck in a damn closet. Twilight then messed around on her phone for, like, ten minutes, but she stopped after seeing how much battery she had left. My phone wasn’t much farther off, unfortunately. We just ended up sitting in silence once again, though it was nice there wasn’t any uncomfortable tension, but it still didn’t help that much.

What made matters worse was that it was getting hotter and hotter by the minute. Twilight had slightly unbuttoned her shirt, but that didn’t seem to help, there was nothing in the closet to fan ourselves with, and no air that came through. After 25 minutes, it was almost like an actual oven. I tried to ignore it, but that only helped for so long. I wiped my forehead for the 11th time and saw that it literally soaked my arm. That was the final straw.

“That’s it!” I finally snapped. Twilight jumped slightly at the sudden outburst. “I can’t take it anymore!” I then reached down at the hem of my shirt and started pulling it over my head, though it was a bit difficult as it was sticking heavily to my body.

“What’re you doing?” Twilight asked quickly.

“Taking my shirt off,” I replied. After I had finally managed to pull it over my head, I threw my shirt to the side and sighed of relief. “That’s a little better.” Glancing over at Twilight, I then noticed something odd. She was staring at me, and her eyes had grown incredibly wide and her pupils had shrunk to pinpricks. On top of that, her cheeks had turned a bright magenta and it looked like she was sweating even more.

“Hey, you alright, Twi?” I asked concerningly.

Twilight shook her head rapidly and looked away from me, her eyes not changing size. “Yeah. I’m good. I’m really good! Sound as a dollar! Peachy as a...peach! I’m fine!” She glanced back at me and then quickly back to staring at nothing.

Confusion overtook me as I stared at Twilight. The only time I had ever heard her use the phrase, “Sound as a dollar,” was when she was going through one of her nervous phases. It was when she was trying to keep control, but wasn’t doing a good job at hiding it (a large habit she had). I continued to look at her, wondering what was making her so nervous, until I looked down at my own, shirtless body. That’s when it struck me. Twilight was a sophisticated speaker and a brilliant mind, if not a bit quirky at times, but there was one weakness about her that I learned about back when we first started dating.

Twilight had a thing for my muscles.

I know that sounds rather big-headed of me, but it was true. For one reason or another, seeing my well-toned body was a big turn on for Twilight. And this wasn’t the first time this happened either. I learned this from personal experience. About a week after we had officially started dating, I had just gotten out of the shower in my dorm when Twilight came into the room to tell me she had been accepted into the Science Club. She saw me, wearing nothing but a towel, and went beet red. There was a good solid five minutes of staring me over before she left hastily. Later, however, I overheard her talking to her friends on the phone, bragging about going out with a “hunk!”

Suddenly, a devious thought crept into my mind. A playfully devious thought. I turned back to Twilight, who was still trying not to continuously stare at me, and smiled widely. It was time to have some fun with her.

“Well,” I said, standing up, “no use just sitting around doing nothing. I guess I’ll just stretch a little bit. You don’t mind, do you?” Twilight shook her head furiously.

“Not at all. Go ahead. I don’t care. It doesn’t bother me.”

I smiled wider and started to flex my arms out, making sure Twilight had a good view. As I stretched my arms up and down, doing some toe-touches, I would ever-so-often glance up at Twilight, whose eyes were glued to me. I the straightened up and and twisted my midsection slowly. The sweat glistening off my body made everything all the better for Twilight’s show. Speaking of which, the heat of Twilight’s blush had currently spread to her entire face, and her legs soon started to squirm a bit with her hands pressing down on her lap, as if trying to contain a certain growing heat in a certain place.

After another minute of that, it was time to bring it home. I remember Twilight bragging about my abs the most, saying, and I quote, “You could grind meat off those things!” That was my big gun. I then layed down on my back and started to slowly do sit-ups. Of course I made sure I was facing Twilight to give her the best view of my six-pack as it curled up and down, up and down. As I did it, my eyes did not leave Twilight, and vice-versa. We were glued to each other, and it made the moment all the better. Then, as I continued to work, I couldn’t help but notice that Twilight’s legs, that were closed the whole time, started to open up. As I curled up for the 30th time, it was much more noticeable. Twilight had spread her legs for me to view. Not a lot, but just enough for me to spot a hint of dark purple underneath her skirt. I then looked back up at Twilight, and though her expression was the same, she definitely didn’t seem to care that I had seen it.

After a few more sit-ups, I stood up and stretched backward. After straightening up, I looked at Twilight again. Her expression still hadn’t changed, and her eyes were still glued onto me. I waited for a response, but she did nothing but gulp. Concern filled me and I slowly walked up to her.

“Twilight?” I said, waving my hand in front of her face. “Twilight? Hello?” Still nothing. “Are you-”

I was suddenly interrupted by a pair of familiar lips smashing against mine. My eyes widened in surprise. I didn’t even have time to see Twilight pouncing onto me with her arms wrapping around the back of my head. Twilight’s lips continued to assault mine so viciously, you would’ve suspected that she was trying to eat me. My eyes stayed opened, too shocked to close, as I watched Twilight’s head sway back and forth and felt her hands caress the back of my head.

Finally, Twilight pulled away from me, panting loudly. My eyes were still wide open, looking at her. Her tongue was hanging partially out of her mouth, which was slightly ajar. Her eyes were glued to mine, and I noticed an unmistaken shot of lust flashing across her pupils. Then, Twilight finally spoke, with a combination of seriousness and lust in her voice.

“You really are a jerk.” And then, in a split second, she was pressed against my face yet again.

Suddenly, I felt Twilight bend her legs and jump. Instinct took over, and I caught her legs as she wrapped them around my back as she continued her assault. I felt her mouth open wide, and her tongue darted into my own mouth and started to attack my tongue. I was still too shocked for words. I had never seen Twilight like this before. She was so overtaken by lust and desire, that her timidness had completely vanished.

And I loved it!

Deciding that I wasn’t returning the gesture, I pressed my tongue forward, intertwining it with her own. Twilight moaned loudly in my mouth and fought back. Our tongue jousting went on for, what seemed like five minutes, before I pulled away. A small strand of saliva still connected our lips as we parted. Twilight looked at me curiously, her mouth still ajar. I smiled coyly.

“Well, I suppose we need something to do in here to pass the time.”

And, for the first time, Twilight’s mouth formed into a very sultry grin.

As Twilight and I pressed our mouths against each other again, I carried Twilight over to a stack of boxes against the back wall and sat her down. Luckily, the boxes were high enough for Twilight and I to stay almost eye level. I then started to work at the buttons on Twilight’s dress shirt. As I did, I broke apart from Twilight’s lips and started at her neck, planting small kisses on every inch of it. I heard Twilight moan in my ear lustfully. After I had finally reached the bottom button, I flew open the shirt. Twilight was wearing a light purple bra with a small, indigo ribbon in the middle. Too hot to try and work at the hook, I reached my finger behind the ribbon and flicked the whole bra upward, revealing Twilight’s perky and perfectly round, B-cup breasts.

Taking only a second to admire her beauty, I bent downward and latched my mouth onto her right breast, tracing my tongue around her puffy nipple. Twilight’s moans grew louder as she embraced me tighter.

“Mmmmmmm!” Twilight moaned as she bit her lip. “F-fuck! Oh fuck!”

Hearing her talk dirty just made me crave her even more. Deciding to go further, I used my free hand to trail down Twilight’s body until it finally found its destination. I crept it under Twilight skirt and trailed my finger on the outside of her panties. There was already a wet spot where I was caressing. I continued to trace my finger up and down the spot as I heard Twilight gasp loudly.

“Sweetheart,” she whined, “don’t tease me like that!”

I unlatched my mouth from her breast and looked up at my sexy nerd. She was looking down at me, her eyes filled with need. She then glanced down further at something else of mine, trying to fight its way out of my pants. She looked back into my eyes and nodded.

She was ready.

Taking the hint, I took my hand away from her drenched slit and bent down. I took a few seconds to admire and apply small kisses to Twilight’s thighs, which resulted in a small giggle from her. I then reached out and pulled her damp panties off her legs and threw them aside. I then went for the skirt, but Twilight stopped me.

“Leave it,” she said quickly. “Just stick it in me! Please!” The desire in her voice was more than enough for me. I stood back up and started working at my belt and zipper. After my jeans were finally open, I wasted no time in just reaching in and pulling out my rock-hard dick. Twilight cooed happily as I picked her up again and pinned her against the wall. I then lifted her left leg and positioned myself in front of her opening. Looking up at Twilight, she gave me another nod, and I entered.

I had almost forgotten how sensitive she was as she let out a loud, long moan as I pressed further into her. She was tight too, just the way I love it. When her pussy had finally engulfed me, I pulled out halfway and rammed into her a bit harder, which resulted in her giving a short, lustful cry. Her arms then flew up and wrapped around the back of my head as she pulled me closer to her. Smiling sultrily, I started pulling out slowly and forcefully penetrating her again, just how she likes it. With every thrust, Twilight let out a short, but loud cry and her whole body quaked. As I sped up a bit, Twilight's legs wrapped around my waist, pulling me in even closer to her. Her back continuously banged against the wall, but she didn’t mind.

“Oh, sweetheart,” she cried. “Oh yes! Oh yes! Yes! Don’t stop! Please don’t stop!”

Her dirty talk turned me on even more, and I picked up the pace even more. As I did, Twilight’s cries grew louder. Maybe a little too much louder. Not wanting anyone to hear us, I reached up and brought Twilight’s mouth to mine. Our tongues danced as I rammed Twilight, who screamed into my mouth. She wrapped me in closer so our whole bodies were practically glued together. Twilight’s muffled cries and her butt hitting the back wall was all that could be heard.

I could soon feel that Twilight was getting close. Her inner walls were starting to contract around me, and I was not too far behind. Time to finish with a bang! I separated our mouths and Twilight threw back her head and gasped loudly. I then bent my head down and latched once again onto her tits. Twilight’s eyes shot open and another loud gasp escaped her lips.

“Sweetheart, if you keep doing that…”

Taking that as my sign to keep going, I started to circle my tongue around her nipple while massaging her other breast. Twilight bit her lip again to try and keep her screams contained, but to no avail. She was so close. So, so close. Taking another step further, I latched my teeth gently onto her nipple and pinched the other one. Twilight gasped again and pulled me in tighter.

“Oh god!” she cried. “Oh god! I’m gonna...I’m gonna cum! I’m gonna cum! I’M CUMMING!”

At that moment, Twilight threw her head back and screamed as her walls contracted around my dick and flooded it with her juices. That was enough to send me over the edge, and with one final thrust, waves of cum met with Twilight’s juices. Twilight and I stuck together as we rode out our orgasms. It was pure bliss.

After a minute, the excitement died down and Twilight leaned forward, huffing and puffing. Exhausted, I carefully set Twilight back down on the boxes as she rested her head on my shoulder, not letting go of me but pulling me in closer. She and I were covered with sweat, but at this point, I don’t think either of us were focusing on the heat of the day. Only the heat of the moment.

“Well that just happened,” I finally said. I felt Twilight nod in agreement. I then started to pull away to close my pants, but Twilight tightened her grip on me.

“Just a few more minutes,” she said through her panting. “I could stay in your arms forever.” I smiled and wrapped my arms around her lovingly. I heard her hum happily as she nuzzled her head against my neck. She was right; I could stay like that forever. Nothing else mattered but us, and nothing could ruin the moment.

That is until a loud clicking noise on the other side of the door snapped us back into reality.

Twilight’s head instantly shot up and looked at me, absolute panic in her eyes. I wasn’t too far off. Both of our heads whipped around to the door just in time to see it open and for the janitor to walk in. There was no hiding it whatsoever. We were right in the middle of the tiny-ass room! The second he entered, his eyes widened as he caught sight of me, with my back to him, pressed up against Twilight, whose shirt was open and breasts were sticking out, and with her legs wrapped around my waist. The only thing that was missing was a sign on my back that read, “Just Made Whoopie!”

All three of us were frozen, like a deer caught in the spotlight. No one moved. All that was heard was the echo of the crowds outside the corridor.

Then, with a gasp of air, the janitor cried out, “AAIIIIIIEEEEEEEE!!!” and ran out of the room, yelling frantically at the top of his lungs. I couldn’t exactly tell what the janitor was yelling, it was in Spanish, but something tells me it wasn’t too far off from, “What the hell are two people fucking on cleaning supplies for?” Twilight and I quickly detached ourselves from each other and hurried to get our stuff back on. As Twilight pushed her bra down and buttoned her shirt, I zippered my pants back up and grabbed my own shirt. Then, just like bats outta Hell, we bolted out of the closet, out of the corridor, down the stairs, passed the awkwardly staring patreons, and out the double doors. Not even taking a second to look back, we continued down the stairs and across the street to the car.

When we finally made it back, Twilight leaned against the car, huffing like mad.

“Is anyone following us?” she asked between gasps of air. I looked back at the museum entrance. No security officers were coming out or looking around, so that was a good sign.

“I don’t think so,” I replied. “You wanna go back in and find out?”

“Very funny,” Twilight grumbled sarcastically as she patted her skirt down. Suddenly, a shocked expression appeared on her face. “Oh no.”

“What’s wrong?” I asked.

Twilight looked at me, and I saw that her whole face had turned a deep red. “I left my panties in the closet!”

At first, all grew silent around us as Twilight looked like she might cry. I was about to comfort her, then she started to giggle. I stared at her wildly as that giggle became a chortle, and then just turned into full-on laughter. I then found myself laughing along with her. Soon, our laughters grew louder, until we were almost howling with it.

“D-Did you see t-that guy’s face?” Twilight gasped as she grasped her sides.

“Yeah!” I replied, snorting a bit. “It was like he never saw two people fucking before!”

Before I knew it, Twilight was leaning up against me, tears running down her face with laughter as I followed along. I can’t explain why, and some would call us crazy, but I think that we had finally snapped. After what seemed like half an hour, our laughter finally died down to a few chuckles. Twilight wiped her eyes and looked at me, a smile plastered across her face. I looked back and sighed, my own smile fading a bit.

“I’m sorry, Twilight,” I said. “I know this trip wasn’t what you thought it was gonna be.”

“You’re right,” Twilight replied. “It wasn’t.” I started to hang my head before she grabbed onto me and pulled me into a hug. “It was better!”

“Really?” I asked surprisingly.

“Of course!” Twilight looked up at me, not breaking the hug. “Not only did I get to see most of the exhibits in one of the greatest museums in the country, but I found a renewed love and devotion to you!” She then placed her head back on my chest. “I’d call that a successful trip!” I felt a big smile curl across my face as I hugged my girlfriend back and kissed her head.

“I guess so,” I said happily. After a minute, I broke the hug. “What do you wanna do now?”

“Well,” Twilight looked around at the buildings surrounding us, “we still have another week before break ends. It would be a shame to let the rest of this city go to waste. You want to stay here?”

“That’d be great!” I replied excitedly. “What should we do?”

“Funny you should ask.” Twilight then reached into her bag and pulled out her phone. “Back in the closet, before our little sexy escapade, I was online buying some tickets.”

“Really?” I asked. “For what?”

“Well...I know it’s not your favorite team, but…” she then lifted her phone to my eyes “the Mets are playing on Sunday.”

My eyes instantly went wide and my jaw dropped. “Wait! You got baseball tickets!?” I felt like I had to slap myself to see if I was dreaming. “You hate baseball!”

“But I love you,” Twilight said as she reached up and pecked me on the cheek. “and if you’re willing to step out of your comfort zone, I should too! Just...let me bring a book.”

“Deal!” I said, a big grin spreading across my face yet again. “But the game’s not till Sunday. We still got another full day.”

“We could go sightseeing!” Twilight replied happily. “I’ve always wanted to see the Statue of Liberty!”

“Yeah!” I nodded. “And maybe the Empire State Building!”

“And Central Park!”

“Maybe we could stop by the Manehattan National Library,” I said excitedly with no hesitation, making Twilight’s eyes widen in delight. “I hear they have the biggest collection of books in the country!”

“We could go to one of those sports bars you love so much!” Twilight replied with equal excitement.

“The aquarium has a dolphin show and some great marine biology studies!”

“And we can go to the zoo!”

I stopped and tilted my head in confusion. “Why the zoo?”

“I remember you saying how much you love the bat cages,” Twilight replied. It took a few seconds to realize what she meant before I chuckled heartily.

“Batting cages, hun!”

“Those too!” Twilight giggled. We both laughed again and embraced. Her warm body squished close to mine as she hummed happily. It didn’t matter how hot it was outside, I could never grow tired of hugging that girl. If the trip had taught me one thing, it was that my teammates were wrong. Twilight and I weren’t that different when it came to how much we cared for one another and wanted to see the other happy. What more did a truly happy couple need?

I broke the hug a bit and looked into the eyes of my adorkable beauty. “I think you and I are gonna be just fine.”

“Me too, sweetheart,” she replied gleefully. “In the meantime though,” her voice suddenly turned sultry as she pressed harder against me and traced circles on my chest with her finger, “why don’t we find a hotel and...go for round two?” She then winked seductively.

“Twilight!” I gasped, both surprised and delighted. “When did you become so frisky?”

“I guess you can say that I,” Twilight giggled a little, “came out of the closet!” She then snorted with laughter. I just stared at her with nothing but adoration and an undying love that nothing, and I do mean nothing, could ever destroy.

What else could I say, but, “God I love you!”

Stand at Attention [Applejack]

“Any minute now,” I said to myself as I stood by the terminal doors. “Any minute now.”

Many people of different ethnicities hustled back and forth, in and out of doorways in the Neighples International Airport, so many that I was afraid I wouldn’t be able to see her. No; she would come right out of the double doors that led to the landing plane. There was no way I was gonna miss her. In my hands, I held a big, white sign with her name written on it. The name of the greatest girlfriend in the world; Applejack.

God I missed her. From her luscious, blonde hair and strong, curvy body, to her spunky and honest nature, there was no doubt that Applejack was a keeper; my keeper. I hadn't seen her for six months, not since my unit was moved to the base in Neighples. The time away from her just made my longing for her grow. Every night, when I would lay down, I would think about nothing but her. She was my push to keep moving forward. Whenever I felt tired during training, I would hear her voice in my head saying, "C'mon, hunny bun! Make mama proud!" I knew how hard she would smack me if she knew I wasn't putting my all into it. Just thinking about it made me chuckle. With vacation time here, I was gonna see my darlin' again, and boy did I have plans for us.

Just when I was thinking about sitting down, I saw the first set of people coming around the bend toward the doors. My heart skipped a beat. She was there in that crowd. I knew it! I quickly got into position and lifted my sign so anyone walking through the doors could see it just as the doors opened. What was once quiet mumbling around me turned into an onslaught of family and friends calling out and running to each other. Some embraced while others talked loudly, no doubt exchanging greetings. I kept my eyes on the doors though, keeping a lookout for that signature hat that nobody could miss.

Then, after what seemed like minutes, I saw her! There was no doubt. The golden locks, toned body, and, of course, her hat. It was her alright. I raised my sign even higher and shouted out, “APPLEJACK!” I saw her look up and around before her eyes met with mine. They were still emerald green and just as stunning as I remembered. I smiled widely and waved at her as she started to make her way over to me. I quickly opened my arms and readied myself for the oncoming wave of affection.

WHAM!

I had not readied myself, however, for Applejack punching me in the shoulder. I may have had training in the military, but she still hit like a brick. My shoulder instantly swelled with pain as I reeled back a bit. “OW! Applejack, what the-”

“YOU JERK!” Applejack snapped angrily, as she breathed heavily. “Do you really think that after not hearin’ from you for so long, that you can just invite me to come see ya and expect me to run into yer arms and shower you with kisses?” I stood there silent, knowing what I wanted to say, but I knew she wouldn’t like it.

“Uh…” I started.

“WRONG ANSWER!” Applejack wound her fist up again and shot it at my other shoulder. In defense, I raised my hands in front of me and she hit them instead. She didn’t stop though, but flew more punches at me again and again, a look of sheer aggression on her face. “Where have ya been, huh? Where have ya been?!”

“You know where I’ve been, Applejack!” I said defensively. “I told you what was happening in my last letter.”

“That was four weeks ago!” Applejack retorted, who had gone from punching to just flailing her arms at me, trying to hit anything they could find. “You told me you would write to me every week, dammit! Every. Fuckin’. Week!”

“I’ve been busy!” I said, trying my best to calm her down. “I’m sorry. I didn’t know it was that important to you.”

“NOT THAT IMPORTANT!?” Any attempts to calm her were futile with those words. Her flailing grew even more rapid. All around, people stopped and stared, confused at the whole situation. “Of course it was that important to me, ya idgit! It’s my only way of knowing that ya weren’t gonna come back home in a FUCKIN’ BOX!”

Finding my opening, I reached out and grabbed both of her wrists. Still she wrestled with me, but thankfully, time in the military had made my grip much stronger than hers. People close to us continued to stare as AJ tried to loosen her grip, grunting fiercely, like a wild beast. Finally feeling defeated after a while, her arms went slack in my hands and she lowered her head, letting out a half grunt, half sigh that signified a last, quick vent of anger. Slowly and careful to not restart her behavior, I lowered her arms back to her side, though she didn’t seem to care. She just stood there, unmoving for a few seconds, and I didn’t know what was going to come next.

“How was I supposed to know you were ok?” she finally said, her tone much softer and shaky. “Did ya even think of how worried I was? What if you were hurt? What if you were-” she cut herself off, taking a deep, suddenly congested sniff. Now it all made sense. Nothing more needed to be said. I placed my hand under her chin and lifted her face up to meet mine. She didn’t resist. Her cheeks were stained with tears and her eyes were still puffy and watery as she looked at me with those green eyes I loved so much.

Smiling softly, I said, “I missed you too, cowgirl.”

In an instant, AJ had her arms wrapped around me in a tight embrace like it was the last thing she would ever do. I happily returned the gesture. I could feel her starting to cry again, her head buried into my chest, and I placed my chin upon her head comfortingly. We stood there, locked in each other, for minutes, but it could’ve been forever and I wouldn’t have minded. Maybe not what I expected how our reunion would go, and yet, I didn’t expect anything less.

“From now on, you write to me every single week! Every. Week!”

Even after having our tearful reunion, packing her bags in the car, driving to the hotel, and checking in, she was still on the same subject. I could understand her worry, but at the same time, I had told her again and again that me being in Neighples was just for training.

“We aren’t in any war zones, hun,” I tried to explain as we pulled out of the hotel parking lot. “This is just for further training and drills. Nothin’ more to it.”

“Ah don’t care!” she retorted, crossing her arms defiantly. She may have been a knock-out, both literally and figuratively, but she was still as stubborn as I remember her. “Promise me, hunny bun!”

“Ok,” I chuckled in my defeat. “I promise. Every week. No matter what.” After I had said that, I quickly felt a pair of lips peck me on the cheek. That old spark surged through me yet again, just like before. I took a glance at AJ, who was smiling warmly. Oh how I missed that heart-melting smile.

“That’s all I ask,” she said happily as she rested her head on my shoulder. I sighed and placed an arm around her own shoulder as my mind wandered to how I was so lucky to have a girl like her. Especially considering that when we first met, it wasn’t under the best circumstances.

I had first met Applejack back in my junior year of high school. I wish I could say it was love at first sight, but I don’t believe in that stuff. Plus, us meeting for the first time was just her finding me hiding from the police on her property. Long story short, I had gotten involved with the wrong crowd and was doing the wrong things. I didn’t like it, but I had no other options. Long story, another time. Anyway, Applejack found me hiding in an apple tree, and when I thought she would hand me over to the police, she actually covered for me, on the condition that I turn my life around. She didn’t have to tell me twice. Because of the support and care of the Apples, I got my life back on track. As unusual as our first meeting was, it soon blossomed into a loving friendship all throughout the rest of high school. After graduating, it was then I decided to join the Navy and become someone who would serve and protect. The week before I went off to boot camp, Applejack invited me to her family’s Fourth of July picnic. I still remember the pretty, yellow sun dress she was wearing, and the little flag I had placed in her hat. It was then, during the fireworks, where we shared our first kiss and truly became a couple. It still holds a place in my heart as the best day in my life.

“So, what’s the game plan, hunny bun?” Applejack asked excitedly, lifting her head from my shoulder. “Ya got a plan, right?” I shook my head slightly, bringing my thoughts back to the present as I looked at AJ.

“Absolutely!” I said happily. “This weekend is gonna be great for both of us! I got a tour of the city planned for you,-”

“Good, good,” AJ nodded.

“-a romantic gondola ride,” Applejack tilted her head in confusion. “A boat, AJ.”

“Ah, ok.”

“I’ve also got some great restaurants for you to try. Nothing but the finest and most authentic pizza, pasta, and wine!”

“It’s no apple cider, but it’ll do,” AJ chuckled.

“And I also thought we could check out the beach!” I concluded.

“Wait a sec,” Applejack said, raising an eyebrow. “Ah thought you said Ah didn’t have to bring a swimsuit.”

“That’s right,” I replied, a coy smile spreading across my face. “It’s a nude beach!”

The hint of a blush crept on her features as she tried to look at me indignantly, though failing to hide some form of excitement. “Nude beach?” she gasped dramatically. She then placed a hand on her chest as if she were appalled by the idea and spoke in a tone mockingly similar to her seamstress friend. “Ah’ll have you know that Ah’m a lady and would never partake in such a flauntin’ activity.”

“Okay, ‘Rarity’,” I said, rolling my eyes. “But need I remind this ‘lady’ of a certain late night swim at Camp Everfree on the night before I left for Neighples?”

“It was dark. You didn’t see nothin’.”

“No I didn’t.” I said sounding defeated before cheekily adding, “Felt some things though.” Applejack’s mouth curled into its own sultry grin as she slapped me playfully on the shoulder. I retaliated by poking her in the side; her tickle spot. Applejack instantly whooped with laughter and squirmed out of my reach. Learned about that one back in our senior year.

“And they’ll be plenty of time for more of that later on tonight,” I said, turning my attention back to the road. “But first, I have a special surprise for you!”

Applejack grinned even wider. “Ooh. Ah love surprises! What is it?”

“You’ll see soon enough,” I responded excitedly as I turned at the stop sign. “So how are your friends?”

“Last time Ah talked to them, they were good,” Applejack replied, leaning back in a reclining position. “They were all talkin’ ‘bout their vacation plans with their boy toys. Rainbow said somethin’ ‘bout goin’ to some resort in Maretle Beach, Pinkie was goin’ to a candy factory, Rarity was gonna go skiing in Corralado, and Fluttershy’s planning a camping trip. Seems Twilight and Sunset were the only ones not sure on what they’re doin. They think it’s some surprise from their boyfriends, so-”

My attention was slowly drawn away from the conversation as I took a closer look at Applejack’s body. God how I missed that body. She was wearing her usual white and green blouse, but it must’ve been quite hot out, cause she had taken the liberty of unbuttoning some of the top buttons, revealing the top of her soft, round, C-cup breasts. She also also had tied it up in a knot at the bottom, giving me a view of her toned waistline and cute navel. Taking only a minute to check on the road, I traced my eyes down to what I consider her most prominent feature; her legs. Goddamn her legs were stunning. The shorty-short jeans she was wearing gave me clear view of the smooth, tanned limbs that I couldn’t get enough of. As I turned my attention back to the road, my mind started to wonder to the nude beach, where AJ would be more than happy to put on a show for me, teasing me as wonderfully as I remember. My mind then left the beach and found itself in our hotel room, where we would no doubt make sweet, steamy love to each other. Oh I could hardly wait.

“Hey! You listenin’?”

Applejack’s words once again knocked me back into the present. “Yep,” I said quickly. “Hoo-wee, I can’t wait until our alone time tonight at the hotel.”

AJ looked confused at first, but then I saw her look down and watched as her mouth curled into a coy grin. I didn’t even have to look down. I already knew what my fantasies had done to me. I could feel the blood rushed down between my legs.

“You sure you gonna make it till tonight, sug’?” Applejack asked, looking back up at me.

“Yeah, yeah, I’m sure,” I hastily responded. That would’ve been the end of it, if it hadn’t of been for Applejack suddenly taking my hand, and before I could even say the word “what,” placing it firmly on her left breast. My whole arm tensed up, yet my hand, almost of its own accord, opened up and gave her breast a soft squeeze. Applejack let out a soft moan, and even more blood had rushed to my manhood. I glanced over at AJ, who wore a smug, sultry grin, her eyes once again piercing into my heart.

“How ‘bout now?” she asked seductively. I didn’t answer right away, but gave another squeeze, resulting in another soft moan.

“Temptress,” I replied with a smirk. Applejack winked and let go of my hand, which slowly worked its way back to the steering wheel, as if it was saying, “No! Just one more squeeze!”

It took only five minutes more to reach the outskirts of the city and reach a broad, paved driveway leading off over a hill, which thankfully, at least for me, blocked the view of our destination. The driveway was blocked off by a large gate connected to a barbed-wire fence that wrapped around the perimeter of the area. Applejack looked confused as I turned toward the driveway.

“What is this place?” she asked, eyeing the front gate cautiously.

“You’ll see soon, hun,” I answered as I halted in front of the gate, where a small pinpad scanner was hanging right outside the driver’s side window. I reached into my pocket and pulled out an ID card with my photo and a barcode engraved on the front and held it up in front of the scanner. After a few seconds, the scanner dinged loudly, a click was heard, and the gate slowly started to open. I put the card back in my pocket and turned to Applejack, who was smirking.

“Fancy,” she commented, nudging me in the shoulder playfully.

“You ain’t seen nothin’ yet!” I responded. As soon as the gate had fully opened, I continued down the lane and over the hill, where the surprise destination lay. The building on the other side didn’t seem like much on the outside. It was one one story with beige siding, but it was as long as three football fields. Everything else within the confines of the fence must’ve stretched about 20 acres. As we drove closer, I glanced over to see AJ looking at the front of the building with an unreadable expression. I didn’t think she’d find the appearance of her surprise as that impressive, but that was all about to change. Once we parked, Applejack turned to me with a raised eyebrow.

“This is it?” she asked nonchalantly.

“Do you even know what ‘it’ is?” I asked, holding back my excitement. AJ shook her head. I chuckled and pointed in the direction of a large sign near the front entrance.

Neighples NAVY Training Facility it read in bold lettering. Applejack looked back at me, her face still trying to comprehend what I was showing her. I watched with anticipation as, slowly but surely, the wheels started to turn, and Applejack’s expression changed from confusion to excitement.

“Wait a second,” she said with wide eyes, “you mean…” she pointed at the base and then to us, “we get to...here...NAVY…” I smiled widely and relieved Applejack of her stammering.

“It’s my training base, and I’ve been granted permission to give you a personal tour. Surprise!” A big smile quickly spread across AJ’s face. I knew it was gonna work! Who’s the best boyfriend ever? Me!

“Ah get to see a real, bona fide military base?” AJ asked, practically bouncing on her seat. “The bunkrooms? Artillery room? Training rooms? All of it?!” I nodded vigorously. “And yer commandin’ officer was actually ok with it?”

“Just as long as I don’t show you anything confidential, yes!” I responded. “So…” I leaned toward AJ with an over-the-top smile, “what do you think?”

“What do ya think Ah think, ya goof?” AJ almost shouted before pulling me into a deep kiss. Ahh, I missed those lips. Just as soft as I remembered. We stuck together for what seemed like five seconds before she separated us with a loud SMACK. “What’re we waitin’ for?” Then, with the swiftness of a cheetah, AJ burst out her door, hurried around the car, pulled me out of my side, and sprinted toward the entrance with me in tow.

“Y’know,” I said with a smug grin, “for someone who was super worried about me being in the Navy, you seem pretty ecstatic to be visiting my base.”

Applejack looked back at me with a raised eyebrow and an equally smug grin. “Aw, shut up, hunny bun. You know how much Ah’ve wanted to see a real military base.”

It was definitely true. As much as AJ worried about me working in the field, she’s had a hidden fascination with the Navy ever since I told her of my enlistment. Whether it was just to show her support, or just because she found it interesting, I still didn’t know, but she had written in one of her letters that she had started doing research. By the time I had come back from boot camp, AJ was well-informed and actually seemed to be intrigued by the Navy. It came to a point where she even said she thought it would be cool to visit a real Navy base. Guess where I got my idea?

One ID reading later, I was leading AJ inside the base. The foyer was big with a few chairs sitting around, a potted plant in the corner, and a receptionist’s desk at the front. It almost looked like an average office foyer. On both sides of the room were two long hallways that led to all the different rooms that you definitely wouldn’t find in an average office building. The secretary sitting at the desk, who was reading, looked up when we walked in, nodded to me, and went right back to her book. I nodded back and gestured AJ to follow me down the left hall. She obeyed and I led her past the multiple doors and passageways. AJ looked around as we walked and frowned curiously.

“So...where is everyone?” she asked. “Ah thought a Navy base would be more full than this.”

“Most of the other soldiers are on their own vacations,” I responded. “Besides a few of the guards, the secretary, and some janitors, we practically have this place to ourselves.”

“Really?”

I stopped for a moment. The way she said that was kinda odd. I had known Applejack long enough to know her thoughts depending on the tone she said things. She said it like she was pondering something; like she had started hatching a plan. I could almost see the wheels starting to turn in her tone. I eyed her curiously for a second as she continued to look around, but decided it best not to think too much about it and continued on. Though it still made me wonder; was she planning something? The thought left my mind when we came up to a pair of double doors with a sign nailed next to it that read Indoor Track/Weight Room. I stopped and opened the doors to let AJ in. The room itself was quite large with an oval-shaped running track in the middle of the floor with several workout equipment scattered around.

“This is the weight room and indoor track,” I said to my gawking girlfriend. “It’s...kinda self explanatory of what happens in here. Sarge has us run 20 laps twice a day.” Applejack whistled impressively.

“And does my hunny bun keep to his exercise routine?” she asked as she leaned over with a flirting expression.

“I don’t know,” I said amusingly. I then raised both arms and flexed them, making both ripple slightly. “Does this answer your question?”

Applejack whistled again, and even started to catcall. “That’s what Ah’m talkin’ about! Whoo-wee! That’s what Mama was lookin’ for!” I laughed heartily as I continued to pose for her, resulting in more whistling, clapping, and catcalls. What? You’ve never been?

After finishing my “show,” AJ and I left the room and continued the tour. Making a right down the next hall, we stopped at another door marked Firing Range/Artillery. AJ didn’t need me pointing it out to her. As soon as she spotted the sign, AJ gasped and burst through the door. The room wasn’t as big as the track room, but was also filled more. Stations were set up in a line from one wall to the other, with each setup having a paper target set up yards from it. Applejack’s eyes widened again.

“The firing range,” I said, barely needing an introduction. “And over there,” I pointing AJ’s direction to a door at the corner of the wall, “leads to the artillery closet, where we keep some of the guns, mostly pistols, and ammunition. Another cool thing about this room is that it is completely soundproof. I guess you can understand with all the gunfire-”

“Did you say...soundproof?” Applejack suddenly interrupted, and she sounded almost too interested in the statement. “Like, if we were to close the doors, no one would hear us at all?”

“Pretty much,” I said. I then noticed that Applejack had started staring at the ground, her face growing red. “Is there something wrong, darlin’?”

AJ quickly snapped back to attention. “Nope. Nutin’ at all, hunny bun!” She tried to hide it, but her face had grown redder. She immediately turned her attention towards some crates of ammo sitting in the corner, but there was something she was planning. And as we left the room, I couldn’t shake the feeling that it had something to do with...us. Maybe.

As the day went on, however, the suspicions had faded from my mind, for there was so much more to show her. She didn’t wanna skip anything either. After showing AJ practically everything else in the base; the bunk rooms, the mess hall, the general’s office, the rec room, the study, the garage, and even the surplus supply closet (“You did say the whole base,” she had said), there was one more main thing I wanted to show her. The icing on the “best vacation” cake that I was sure would knock her off her feet.

“I’ve saved the best for last,” I announced as I led AJ down one of the long hallways.

“Already?” she asked. “The tour went by so fast. You sure there isn’t anything else?”

“Not unless you wanna see the janitor’s closet.”

“Well, what if there’s weaponized Windex in there?” I looked at her with a raised eyebrow. “What? We are at a military base, right? It’s a possibility.”

“Fresh out I’m afraid,” I chuckled. “Also, you gotta watch how you mix reality and fantasy, hun. Trust me; you’re gonna love this!” I then pushed open the door at the end of the hall and ushered AJ through.

“Really?” she asked in disbelief. “Ah don’ know, hunny bun. Ah’ve seen some pretty cool stuff today. It’s gonna take a lot to-”

Though what was at the end of her sentence, I would never know. As soon as Applejack looked ahead, words had failed her as her mouth dropped open and she gasped surprisingly. We had just stepped out the back door of the building and were looking at a flat stretch of land that ended with a small cliff. The real sight, however, was the view we had over the entire Neighples harbor, with a clear view of the ocean beyond. The only sounds to be heard were the distant crashing of waves and calls of seagulls flying over the crystal blue bay. I looked over at AJ, whose mouth was still open, her face bright with awe. When she finally spoke, all that came out was a whisper. “Wow.”

I smiled and put an arm around her. As if by instinct, AJ rested her head on to my shoulder, not taking her eyes of the scene, and I caught a whiff of her apple spice scent. Just as I remembered.

“Some view, ain’t it?” I asked, pulling AJ closer. “You can see the whole harbor from here. And if you look really closely,” I pointed out toward the water, where a couple of ships were anchored in the middle, “you can see a few of our battleships.” AJ’s mouth formed into an “oooh” sound. “It shouldn’t be much longer till I’ll be on one of those ships, right in the action. Fresh air, the spray of the sea,” I took a deep breath, “everything I’ve trained for.”

I suddenly felt a tough grip on my arm. Turning slightly, I saw that Applejack was still looking at the harbor, but her expression had changed. She was frowning, her brow was furrowed, and a glistening of tears were filling her eyes. I watched as her hand reached down and grasped my own so tightly, you’d think she was holding on for dear life.

“Right in the action,” she repeated in almost a whisper, yet her voice cracked. “Like, in constant danger.” She then slowly turned towards me, and her expression turned to sorrow. “Not knowing when, or if, you’re coming home.” A stream of tears suddenly trailed down her cheeks. She quickly looked back at the harbor, wiping her eyes, and I realized I had said too much. I could’ve kicked myself in the gut for being so insensitive.

“Hey,” I said gently, turning to face her and turning her own head to meet mine. “None of that talk. I will come back home.”

“How can you be sure?” AJ asked as she sniffed loudly. More tears poured down her face, and I could tell she was fighting with all she had from breaking down right there.

“Because I have something to come back to,” I answered firmly but lovingly. “A girlfriend who I love to pieces and will go to the ends of the Earth for. A girlfriend to whom I owe everything to. I wouldn’t be here today if it weren’t for you, cowgirl.”I wiped the tears from Applejack’s face.

“I ain’t gonna show my appreciation by dyin’. You’d kill me for doing that!” Applejack sniggered. “I promise that as long as I have a reason for coming back, I’ll do everything in my power to make sure I do. I don’t plan on leaving you alone. Not a chance in Hell!”

I then cheekily added, “I mean, what would you do without me?”

A sharp pain spread across my shoulder as AJ punched it. Yet her face was curled into a loving smile. She then, as quickly as before, gripped her arms around my middle and pulled me into a tight hug and placed her head on my chest. I happily returned the gesture. She wasn’t crying this time, but I didn’t doubt that she still wasn’t trying. We stood there, entangled in each other for what seemed like a minute, until I heard AJ speak.

“I may not like the idea of you bein’ away from me fer so long,” she lifted her head to look me in the eyes, “but if ya gotta do it, give those terrorists hell from me, ok?”

“Deal.”

We smiled at each other, and then, in a moment I would not trade for anything in the world, we leaned in and kissed each other deeply. Sparklers went off in my head, and I was quickly brought back to that Independence Day night beneath the fireworks; Applejack in her beautiful yellow dress and the flag in her hat, and looking at me with the same fire in her eyes. As we held that kiss, a great ambition was burned into my very soul; the ambition to never leave my cowgirl alone, not when she needed me just as much as I needed her. I would’ve said that it was a great start to a great vacation, but the true fun was yet to be had.

And sooner than I thought.

After our tender moment, I had taken AJ back inside to head back to the hotel. On our way back to the front entrance, I told her I just needed to take a quick detour to the bathroom. Applejack was right by the door when I went in, but when I came back out however, AJ had disappeared.

“Applejack?” I called down both directions of the hallway. No answer. It wasn’t like Applejack to just leave and not tell me. I continued down the hall toward the entrance with the thought that she had decided to wait by the door.

On my way back though, when I passed the firing range, I noticed that the door was slightly ajar. I was sure that I had closed the door. Curious, I opened it slightly and called in. “Applejack? Hello?”

“In here!”

Applejack’s voice was coming from the artillery storage room. What would she be doing in there, I thought. Curiosity rising, I crept to the artillery room door and walked in. At first, all I saw were the crates of ammunition.

“TEN HUT!”

As if by military force of habit, I instantly straightened up, my arms slapping to my sides. Immediately after I did though, I just then realized that it wasn’t my commanding officer who spoke. Loosening up a bit, I turned my head around to see the true source of the call.

There was Applejack, now dressed in a large military jacket that was so big it dropped to just above her knees, looking more like a military dress, and wearing a helmet instead of her cowboy hat. My mouth fell open slightly. It was definitely something I wasn’t expecting, but if I were to be honest, she made a pretty damn sexy soldier. After a minute of staring, I found my voice.

“Applejack?” I said with eyebrows raised. “What’re you-”

“Is that how they trained you to address yer commandin’ officer, soldier?!” AJ snapped. She was standing straight with her arms behind her back; almost like an actual drill instructor. “Ah said ten hut, so Ah’d better see you standin’ at attention! TEN HUT!”

I chuckled to myself. It seemed that AJ wanted to play a little game, and who was I to deny her the chance to be a drill instructor? This was all for her after all. Deciding to play along, I put on my best serious face and shouted, “Ma’am, yes ma’am!” Then I straightened up to attention once again. Applejack walked up so that she stood in front of me.

“That’s better.” She then started to pace back and forth, her tone still stern and strong. “Now, you think you got what it takes to go out into the field and fight for yer country?”

“Yes ma’am!” I answered immediately.

“WRONG!” She had gotten in my face, and I had a sudden flashback to my first year of boot camp. Oh she was good! “Fluttershy’s scared me more than you, maggot!” Even had the insults ready. She must’ve been rehearsing this for a while. She then backed up and looked me over. “Ah heard ya’ll got a girl back home!”

“Yes ma’am!” I said, still looking forward, before quickly adding, “I love her very much, ma’am!”

Applejack’s face softened as she touched her heart. “Soldier, that was so sweet, Ah almost felt somethin’ there! Oh wait,” she returned to her stern face and got right up close to me again, “THAT WAS MAH LUNCH! Goddammit, soldier, you’ve got your nose so far up your girl’s ass, Ah can’t tell where you end and she begins!” I would’ve laughed if I hadn’t been so well trained in keeping a straight face.

You really love her?” she asked, continuing her pacing.

“Yes ma’am!”

“You willing to do anythin’ for her?”

“Yes ma’am!”

“Prove it!” She stopped in front of me again. “TEN HUT!”

“Beggin your pardon, ma’am,” I said innocently, “but I am standing at attention!”

“Are you now?” She then looked down to my lower area and then back at me. “Your gun isn’t at attention!”

I faltered a bit. “My...gun?”

“That’s right! Yer gun! Ever heard of it?”

Though I continued to look stern and straight ahead, I stayed silent, not know how to properly answer the question. When she glanced down again, however, a sudden realization hit me. Was she really going there? From where she was looking, it couldn’t have been otherwise, but...here? And now?

“Fine!” AJ snapped, apparently sick of waiting for an answer. “Looks like Ah’ll just have to make it stand for you!”

Then, before I could ask what she meant, AJ unbuttoned her jacket and ripped it open. Any feeling I had in my jaw was immediately obliterated.

Applejack was wearing absolutely nothing underneath the jacket.

I had a clear view of everything, from her milk chocolate-colored nipples to the blonde tuft of bush above her slit. It was then, out of the corner of my eye, did I just notice the small pile of clothes in the corner of the room, including a pair or apple-red panties. I quickly pulled my gaze back to AJ, still wearing the open jacket and marching towards me.

“You eye-ballin’ me, boy?” she asked sternly.

AJ was standing in front of me butt naked with her perky C-cup breasts and luscious hips smiling at me, and she was asking if I was eye-balling her? Why did I feel like she already knew the answer?

“Umm…” I tried to keep my eyes forward, but my eyes glanced down to her gaze. “Ma’am...yes, ma’am?” To my relief, AJ smiled smugly.

“Good.” She then looked down at my pants. “Now, about that gun.”

It’s amazing how I hadn’t noticed until then just how much blood had rushed to my nethers. It was aching to be let out of its cage, and Applejack quickly showed that she was happy to release it.

AJ had already gotten to her knees and started to undo my belt. I knew as soon as she would pull down my pants, it was gonna spring instantly to life. Sure enough, when AJ opened my belt and pulled my pants and underwear down, out it popped. I looked down again and saw AJ’s eyes widen for a second. It had been a while since she had seen it after all.

“Looks sufficient, soldier,” she purred, trying to keep in character, but faltering a bit. “Let’s see how it performs.”

Once again taking me by surprise, Applejack started to stroke my “gun.” I instantly tensed up at her touch. Her hands were so soft, and she was handling it like a professional. First time she ever had given me a handjob, I had barely lasted a minute. This time, I was prepared. I’ve had time to hone my endurance. Keeping to the game, I held my attention forward as AJ worked at me while silently enjoying the experience herself. After what I knew was a minute, I was quite proud of myself.

Of course, it did catch me off guard a bit when AJ engulfed my gun in her mouth without a second warning.

My whole body shuddered at the feel of her warm mouth encased around my member. Her tongue circled around the tip as she continued to stroke it, moaning softly. I tried to look straight ahead, but the shlick noises and moans that came from underneath my line of sight was too much for me to ignore. Slowly, my eyes wandered down to see AJ’s head bobbing back and forth, her one hand stroking my gun, and the other? I caught sight of her other hand, and my endurance almost failed me right there.

Applejack had three of her free fingers shoved into her now dripping slit, and her thumb was playing with her clit, making her muffled moans even louder.

Instantly, I felt the pressure begin to build more rapidly. My whole body began to lightly tremble as AJ picked up her pace, with both hands and mouth. Her moans were growing louder, only being muffled out by the fact that she was practically swallowing my cock whole. I knew I wouldn’t be able to last much longer.

“Ma’am,” I grunted, trying to maintain. “Permission to fire, ma’am?”

Too into the moment to speak, Applejack nodded as she took my entire length into her mouth. That was enough for me.

As I felt my dam burst, I thrusted forward and felt the flood of my hot jizz fly into her mouth and down her throat. AJ winced at the pressure, but kept her lips wrapped around nonetheless, not wanting to waste a single drop. We held our positions for what seemed like a minute before AJ finally relinquished my gun with a POP. I relaxed my stance a bit and looked as Applejack stood up, licking her lips and smiling seductively. Her other hand had three drenched fingers, and from the small puddle on the floor where she had been kneeling,I could only guess that she had gotten off as well.

“Not bad, private,” AJ said, wiping a bit of excess cum off her lips. “Your girl would be proud.”

“Thank you, ma’am,” I said, feeling very proud indeed.

“That was just trainin' though. Now it’s time for the real battle,” she added. “Are you up for the challenge, soldier?”

“Ma’am yes, ma’am!”

“Ah can’t hear you!”

“MA’AM YES, MA’AM!!”

God was I glad that the room was soundproof.

“Good man,” AJ responded, straightening her helmet. “Now…” she then started to back up to the wall by a stack of crates, not taking her eyes off of me. She had the biggest case of “Fuck-me-eyes” I had ever seen, which just made me more pumped up. As soon as she had leaned against the wall, AJ reached down and used two fingers to open up her folds to me, giving me a wonderful view of her dripping honey pot. I instantly felt my gun standing to attention again.

“...here’s yer target,” she continued, doing well to keep in character, yet still hinting at a seductive tone in her voice. “Make sure you leave no prisoners.”

I couldn’t help myself. “It’s take no prisoners, ma’am.”

“Shut up and attack!” AJ groaned. “That’s an order!”

“Ma’am yes, ma’am,” I responded sultrily as I walked up to her, my gun fully loaded and ready for action once again. As soon as I was inches from her, Applejack wrapped her arms around the back of my head and swung a leg around to my back. Slowly, she used her leg to push my back closer to her, inching my gun closer and closer to her slit, until it was rubbing up against it. Applejack bit her lip with anticipation and looked at me, her luscious green eyes begging for me to begin.

I took the initiative and thrusted forward, ramming myself past the folds.

Instantly, AJ’s eyes widened and she let out a loud gasp. I smirked, satisfied that I had taken her by surprise for a change.

“Direct hit, ma’am,” I said smugly.

“Don’t stop now,” she moaned. “Time to run yer drills.” I wonder how long she’d been wanted to use that pun?

Getting back on track, I pulled out slightly and thrusted forward yet again, making her gasp once more. Again and again I pushed into her, quickly making a rhythm of it. Applejack held on as she started to bounce up and down to the pace of my thrusts. Her gasps became louder and louder, turning more into moans.

“F-fuck!” she spurted out when I had successfully hit her G-spot. My hands grasped around AJ’s ass as I picked up the pace, resulting in AJ’s moans growing louder again.

“P-permission to use tongue, ma’am?” I grunted.

“G-g-granted,” Applejack managed to respond over her lustful moans.

I slammed my mouth against hers, tongue already out and battling with her own, as my thrusts became harder. When we separated, a trail of saliva still connected us and followed my mouth down her body as I pushed aside the jacket to latch my mouth around one of her nipples.

Applejack’s moans echoed out of the closet as she pulled me closer to her body. The only other sounds in the room that didn't come from either of us was the constant bumping noise as AJ's back bumped against the wall. Though my thrusting had slowed down a bit, I quickly made up for it in force. I knew for a fact that AJ preferred power over speed, and once again, I realized that I made the right decision. With one big thrust that pressed firmly against her G-spot, AJ held me as tightly as she could and let out a long, loud moan.

“CUMMIN’!” was all she could say.

As soon as she said that, I felt her walls contract around my gun and coat it with her apple juices, and no, I don’t regret using that term. I could feel myself getting closer as well, what with AJ’s fluids covering my still penetrating weapon. I was on the verge of firing my load.

“W-wait!” Applejack suddenly gasped, though I barely heard it at first. “Wait, wait, wait! HALT!”

As much as it pained me to do so, seeing on how close I was, I obeyed and pulled out of AJ, pulling out some juices along with me.

“Something wrong?” I asked curiously.

“Not at all,” AJ panted. “Just time for a different procedure to finish on, soldier. Put me down.”

Slowly, I lowered Applejack to the floor, still confused. As she stood up, she turned around to face the small stack of crates. She then bent forward so that her perfectly-round rump was right in front of me, juices still dripping from it. When she turned her head around, I could instantly see the lust in her eyes.

“Aim for the ass, private,” she said firmly.

My jaw dropped open. This was the first time that AJ had ever shown any interest in anal, granted I never thought much about it myself. It had never come up in conversation, yet there she was; asking for it so seriously yet lustfully.

“A-are you sure?” I asked, blinking.

“You questionin’ yer drill instructor?” she snapped as she wiggled her ass. “Ah said aim for the ass, and Ah meant it! Now get over here and drill yer instructor!”

You could almost feel the sudden desperation in her voice. It was almost too unlike her, but it was too clear that she wanted it so much. I was more than happy to comply with her command. Walking up to her and grabbing the sides of her rump, I lined myself up with her hole.

AJ’s body was trembling lightly at my touch. Whether or not it was trembling before or after I had grabbed herm I didn’t know. I did know this though; she was more than ready. That was made especially clear when I pushed up against her hole as far as I could go without actually going in. The trembling became more violent and a large intake of breath was heard.

Then, with great precision, I slowly pushed forward and entered. She was rather tight. Luckily, the juices on my gun acted as a great lube, so it entered quite smoothly.

Applejack’s body instantly seized up and another loud gasp escaped her mouth as her head shot up so that she was looking at the ceiling. The further I went it, the more AJ’s breathing became more rapid. It was clear that she had never done this before. She banged her fist on the crate she was leaning on, and from the sound of the elongated moan, her mouth had fallen open. I stopped to give her a breather.

“Keep going!” she moaned. “Ah can take it! Don’t you dare stop!”

I don’t know why, but as soon as she said that, it turned me on even more. Hesitation slipping away, I decided to surprise AJ yet again. And with no warning, I wound back and, with one mighty push, thrusted forward as far as I could go.

The scream that came from AJ almost made me lose my balance. It wasn’t a long scream, but I was once again thankful that the facility was practically empty. I looked down at Applejack, whose head had dropped to rest on top of the crate and was panting heavily.

“Status, ma’am?” I asked, coming back to character. “What’s your next-”

“AW FUCK THE ROLEPLAYIN’ ALREADY, AND RUT ME TILL I CAN’T WALK, YOU STUD!”

Holy shit if I had known how horny it made me to hear AJ yell at me like that in those words, I would’ve suggested anal a long time ago! All desire to continue the game had completely vanished in that one sentence, and with a deep breath, I gripped AJ’s ass tighter and started my power pace back up from before.

I said this before and I’ll say it again; Heavens to Murgatroyd was I happy the room was soundproof!

Applejack’s face was pressed against the crate, her hands were balled into tight fists, and she had replaced her sultry gasps and passionate moans with grunts and cries of pure lust as I pounded again and again into her hole. I was pumping her with as much power as I could muster, grunting with every thrust. Forget quiet and romantic love. This was rough passion if I had ever seen it, and it was goddamn amazing! I also noticed that another small puddle has forming below Applejack as I pounded her, and I could only guess that she came again. Didn’t know exactly when, but I guessed it probably happened around the moment when she cried, “SWEET JESUS APPLESAUCE CHRIST!” But that might’ve just been a coincidence.

Feeling more turned on than ever before, another need to surprise AJ flashed across my mind. Not losing momentum, I lifted a hand from her cheek and brought it back down onto it with a loud SLAP!

More fluids leaked faster from AJ’s slit as her head shot up again and she gave another shout of lustful surprise.

“YES!” she cried. “Spank me! Spank me till I turn apple red, hunny bun!”

Again I brought my hand down on her ever-reddening butt cheek, and again, and again, all the while pumping her ass with all my might. It was then that I got a good look at Applejack’s face when she turned her head. Her eyes were rolled up to the sky, her mouth was wide open, and her tongue was hanging out. I had never seen her like that. She must’ve really been holding off for a moment like this. All this pent-up sexual tension to be let out in such a forceful way.

Good God was it hot!

After a minute, I could feel it happening again. With the combination of the tightness of AJ’s ass, her cries of pleasure, and the dripping juices, the pressure in my gun was quickly building yet again. It wouldn’t be much longer. Time to end it with a bang!

“Applejack,” I grunted as I continued to pound her. “Permission to-”

“FUCKIN’ DO IT!”

Once again, it was more than enough. With one final, forceful thrust that I literally put all my remaining strength into, all boundaries were broken, and waves upon waves of my hot ammo flooded into AJ’s hole, who screamed one last time. I held AJ so close, we might as well have been glued together as more and more waves filled her up. The relief that both of us felt was so damn good.

After the last bit of cum had dripped from my cock, I literally collapsed. A second later, I felt another body fall next to me. There she was, the love of my life, breathing just as heavily as I was, military helmet askew, and hair frizzled, but she was still so breathtakingly beautiful. She leaned over to rest her head on my chest, looked up at me, and smiled sweetly. The sexual beast had been tamed. I reached up to remove the helmet and kissed her lightly on the forehead.

“So,” she finally said after a minute, her breath still quite short, “some way to start a vacation, huh?”

“Damn straight!” I laughed. “Did you plan all this just today?”

“Kinda,” Applejack responded, blushing a little. “Ah wanted to do somethin’ different and special, and Pinkie told me ‘bout ‘roleplayin’.’ Was lookin’ for a time to try it out. Guess this was as good a time as any.”

"I'll say," I chuckled softly as I turned to look into her eyes. "We'll have to remember this game when I come home next."

She smiled back at first, but then, almost out of nowhere, her smile faded a little, and she looked away. My smile dropped too. I was about to ask what was the matter, but I saw that I didn't have to, for when AJ looked back at me, her eyes were glistening again. Damn it, not again. At first, I thought AJ was gonna start sobbing again. I was ready to start frantically apologizing, but then, to my relief, she smiled softly again.

"I'll hold ya to that," she said, wiping her eyes. She then reached over and locked her fingers around mine lovingly. "Keep your promise, alright?"

"Always," I replied, smiling.

Applejack's smile widened, and then she leaned up, kissed me on the cheek, and whispered, "Ah love you, hunny bun."

"I love you, AJ," I replied, wrapping my other arm around her.

Applejack and I lay on that floor for a while, locked in each other's’ arms and not saying another word. What more could be said? It was the greatest vacation experience that either of us had ever had, and we still had so much more stuff to do. If that was just the first day of our vacation, I couldn’t wait for the rest of it, and I knew AJ was looking forward to it as well. Though I have to admit, Applejack had one more surprise up her sleeve. I would've never had guessed that we would have hot, rough sex in an artillery room while playing drill instructor.

Maybe not what I expected how our first day would go, and yet, just like her arrival, I somehow didn’t expect anything less.

Release the Beast [Rarity]

“Oh darling! It’s so breathtaking!” Rarity squealed with excitement as she closed the door to my pickup truck and walked towards the snow-capped log cabin.

It was a simple, one-story cabin that was used for hunting trips. It sat in perfect view of the wonderful mountains that surrounded the area. I had almost forgotten how beautiful the scenery was; the combinations of blues, whites, and grays that covered the landscape, monstrous pine trees that flooded the mountains, and white, freshly-fallen snow laying across the ground like a white blanket as far as the eye could see. I looked over again at Rarity, who was practically dancing with joy with how happy she looked. I was glad to see that. When I had come to Rarity a week before with an offer to go skiing at the Aspenny Ski Resort in Corralado for our vacation, I don’t think I could’ve gotten a faster yes, along with a rather explorative kiss, but that’s a different story.

“It was my family’s,” I said as I walked up and put my arm around her. “When I was young, my dad and I would visit up here a couple of times a year to go hunting, and now,” I leaned over and gave Rarity an affectionate kiss on the cheek, “it’s our romantic getaway spot.”

“Oh you,” Rarity giggled as she snuggled against me. “With an attitude like that, I guarantee that this will be our best vacation ever!” After a few more seconds of taking in the scene, we started to unpack the truck. Well, technically, I started to unpack. Rarity never was one for manual labor.

“So, what’s the schedule for tomorrow?” she asked as she walked with me to the door of the cabin.

“Well,” I said as I tried to balance Rarity’s multiple suitcases, “I set us up for an entire day of skiing at the resort. I’ve been there a few times before, and I can tell you that Aspenny has some of the best service a person could ask for!”

“Splendid!” Rarity clapped happily. “I can’t wait to show you my new ski suit that I made for the occasion! I don’t mean to boast, but I think that you’ll find it rather,” Rarity gave a sultry wink in my direction, “‘tight.’”

“I like the sound of that,” I chuckled. “Hey hun, you think you’re ready for the mountain? I could set you up for skiing lessons on the Bunny Hill if you want.” I snorted a little as Rarity huffed in annoyance.

“Very funny, darling,” she said, “but I have been skiing on several occasions. I’m no stranger when it comes to, ‘the slopes.’ Trust me; tomorrow is going to be quite the surprise!”

Oh, I agreed that it was going to be a surprise, but not in the way she was thinking. For you see, I had been planning something big for the trip. It was true that I was looking forward to spending time with my girl and having fun, but I was secretly on a mission. And as Rarity and I entered the cabin and got ourselves comfortable, my mission was already in progress.

Rarity and I first met back during our sophomore year at Manehattan University. She was there for Fashion Design, I was there for Architecture, and when we first met, it wasn’t as you would think. She kinda found me rough and dirty at first, and I thought she was a little snooty. But after getting to know each other, we finally started to connect. Maybe it was our artsy side, maybe it was our attitudes, but we hit it off quite well after that. We started talking, showing interests, and before anyone knew it, the high-class fashionista and the bulky outdoorsman were an item. We were dating about a week before that very special night. Oh yes; I remember it quite well.

We had just come back to my apartment after a party one of the fraternities was having. Rarity had a little too much wine, and was quite tipsy. After talking a bit, I noticed how stiff she was, so I started to give her a massage. She must’ve loved how I worked my hands, because sounds came out of her that I had never heard from her before. It was like a mix of pure ecstasy and pleasure that was filling her whole body. As I worked my way down and even began to get more daring, the sounds increased in volume. Then, as I reached her perfectly round ass, she suddenly seized up. Before I could ask what was wrong, she turned around, tackled me onto the ground, and started to explore my mouth with her tongue. She furiously, and quite literally, ripped off her dress, as well as my shirt, and I knew something was up. And then, she looked at me with pure hunger in her eyes and told me to, “Fuck her brains out.”

I had never seen Rarity act like that before. It was as if I had awoken a sexual beast hidden deep within her. And it was so damn hot! It may have not been the first time we ever made love, but it was definitely the most memorable to me. Rarity never brought it up again, but I had been looking for the opportune moment to bring out that beast inside of her once again. That was my mission. I was planning to recreate that wonderful night, resulting in the furious lovemaking we enjoyed so much. I hadn’t told Rarity though. I wanted to make it a surprise. I was more determined than ever to make this a great vacation for both of us.

It was time to release the beast!

The next morning, Rarity woke me up bright and early. She didn’t want to waste a single moment of the vacation. After finally getting me up, via a cup of ice water to the face, we quickly got dressed in our ski suits. When Rarity walked out of the bedroom in hers, I think my heart stopped for a second. It was cobalt blue, which matched her eyes perfectly, with thick, white stripes along the arms and legs. What really caught my attention though was how much it clung to her body. She was right when she said it was tight. Any tighter and you might believe it was part of her skin. My reaction must’ve been quite clear because Rarity giggled when she saw me and turned around, showing me her perfectly round ass. God I love that ass!

“What did I tell you, darling?” she said, giving me another wink. “Tight, isn’t it?”

“Very!” I said happily.

After I had finally gotten my own suit ready, we made our way to the truck, and headed out. It took us about ten minutes to get to the resort, which was not hard to miss. The handcrafted, wooden sign out in front of the gigantic lodge was in bright gold lettering reading Aspenny Ski & Recreation Resort: Skiing, Golfing, Skeeting, and much more. Rarity read the sign as we pulled into the parking lot and turned to me, her head tilted slightly.

“Skeeting?” she asked, one of her eyebrows raised.

“It’s where they launch clay discs into the air and you try and shoot them.” I explained. “You wanna try it?”

“Darling please,” she scoffed. “Do I look like I have any interest in shooting a dirty rifle at some clay discs and watching them as they shatter into pieces?”

“Don’t knock it till you try it, babe,” I sniggered. Rarity shook her head and turned to look out the window, but I couldn’t help but notice a tiny smirk spread over her face before it was hidden from my sight.

After finally finding a place to park (the resort was already bustling with patreons), Rarity and I made our way through the wooden double doors and into the lobby, which was decorated with photos of past members, some moose antlers, and had an assortment of comfy-looking armchairs positioned in front of a crackling fireplace.

“How rustic,” Rarity commented.

As soon as we had checked ourselves in and rented our skis, we went through the opposite doors and out to the back area. To the far right of the field, a driving range sat abandoned, and past that, a group of people were waiting by a man operating a disc launcher. I watched as the first customer stepped up, lifted the shotgun, shouted “PULL!” Rarity jumped when the first gunshot went off and spun around trying to find the source. I just laughed and led her off to the ski lift toward the left saying soothingly, “It’s just the skeeters, babe. We’re not under attack.”

The line for the ski lift was quite lengthy, but we wouldn’t have to wait for very long, due to the steady movement of the lift. This didn’t give me much time though if I was going to begin phase one of Operation: Release the Beast. As I looked around, my eyes lit up as I suddenly spotted the ski lift operator at his station near the corner of the platform, not too far away from where we were. A very devious idea to begin phase one popped into my mind instantly. It was time to put my plan into motion.

“Hey hun,” I said to Rarity. “I’ll be right back. I want to ask the operator how the lift works.”

Rarity rolled her eyes playfully. “Alright, darling, but hurry back.” I nodded as I quickly got out of line and hurried up to the operator.

“Excuse me, sir,” I said quietly. The operator looked up at me casually. “May I ask you something?”

“What’s up?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.

“I want to do something special for my girlfriend,” I pointed over to Rarity, who was too focused on the skiers, “but I want to do it on the ski lift. Would it be possible for you to stop the lift on our way up for a bit?”

The operator raised his other eyebrow surprisingly. “Sorry, sir. I can’t just stop the flow of the lift for no real reason.” He then went back to the controls. Plan B then. I reached into my coat and took out a 20 dollar bill and handed it to him, which immediately caught his attention. He glanced from the money to me for a minute before finally taking the 20. I smiled widely.

“Just wait for us to get about halfway up, then shut it down for…” I thought about how long I needed. If I knew Rarity, it wouldn’t take too long. “...about 10 minutes.”

“I’ll do what I can,” the operator responded.

I nodded in thanks and went back to Rarity. As soon as I had gotten back in line, Rarity turned to me smiling. “Did you get the information you wanted?”

“Absolutely,” I answered, smiling back.

After another few minutes of waiting, it was our turn. Rarity and I positioned ourselves as the next seat made its way up from behind us, and when it finally reached us, we lightly hopped onto the seat and we were on our way up the mountain. As we rose higher and farther from the platform, Rarity looked down at the skiers who were happily sliding back down the mountain on the snowy paths, gradually getting smaller as we climbed higher. I glanced upward to the top of the mountain. Any second now, the lift would shut off, and then phase one of my plan would truly begin.

About halfway up the mountain, my prediction became correct. The lift suddenly came to a jerking halt. Rarity clutched to me a bit as the seat swayed on the spot before looking at me with curious eyes.

“What happened?” she asked. I shrugged casually. A chorus of murmurs broke out amongst the people in front and behind us, all about the sudden stop.

Just then, a voice over the intercom caught everyone’s attention. “Attention skiers, we are currently experiencing technical difficulties with the lift operating system. We apologize for any inconvenience and are working to fix it asap. Thank you for your cooperation.”

Rarity leaned back in the seat and sighed. “Oh poo. Just our luck.” She then looked at me, smiled, and leaned her head on my shoulder. “In any case, it gives us a chance to admire this wonderful landscape.”

“Indeed,” I said, wrapping my arm around her waist. Rarity just hummed of content and gazed out at the white-covered hills and all the now toy-sized skiers down below. This was it. Rarity was open for a strike. I quickly looked behind us to make sure the people on the next seat were far enough away. They were too busy talking to look forward. Time to put phase one into motion.

Phase One: Awaken the Beast!

Starting off subtly, I nonchalantly placed a hand on Rarity’s leg. No immediate reaction yet. I then started rubbing back and forth lovingly. This caused Rarity to hum again, but her head still rested on my shoulder, so nothing noticeable. After a few seconds of that, I slowly started to track my hand up her leg. It wasn’t until I had reached her inner thighs that Rarity lifted her head slightly and looked at me with curiosity.

“Darling,” she said almost apprehensively. “What are you-”

“Shhhhh,” I said softly, pressing a finger to her lips. “Just relax, my love. It’s alright.”

Rarity hesitated at first, but then placed her head back on my shoulder and looked forward. I continued to rub her, luring her into a false sense of security, and looked around us again. No others were paying attention to us, and the people moving below us were too busy skiing to notice us at all. I then looked down at my watch. Three minutes had already passed. I had to get a move on if I wanted to finish before the lift started moving again. It was now, or never. Taking a leap of faith, I moved my hand over Rarity’s crotch and started rubbing again.

This received a much bigger reaction. Immediately, Rarity’s head shot up straight as she looked at me with a comprehension slowly dawning over her face.

“Wait a minute!” she snapped quietly. “Darling, what are you think-”

But she was cut off again by me plunging my hand into her ski pants and starting to trace a finger over her silk panties, right where her slit was. Rarity gasped and almost jumped out of her seat.

“D-Darling,” Rarity whispered, her voice bordering on fear and...possibly arousal. She hastily looked around, but no one was paying us any mind. “N-not here! Wait until we get baaaAAAH,” she spasmed a bit as I traced over her clit, “b-back to the cabin!”

“Why wait?” I asked, seductively whispering into her ear. I felt Rarity shudder. “No one’s paying attention. Just try not to scream." Rarity tried to protest, but spasmed to a stop by me tracing her clit again.

A wet spot was gradually spreading from where I was rubbing, and I could tell that she was ready for more. Taking another leap, I then lowered my hand into her pantied and tickled her slit. Rarity let out a half gasp, half giggle and grabbed the side of the seat as her breathing started to become heavier and faster. She looked at me again, but she didn’t say anything. Her eyes, however, said enough. I smiled and slowly inserted my finger.

Rarity’s eyes popped and a small yelp escaped her before she clasped a hand tightly over her mouth. I looked around again; no one noticed. Looking back at Rarity, I started to thrust in and out of her soaked nethers, working her insides like a well-tuned instrument. I could faintly hear Rarity’s moans growing louder, though still muffled, behind her hand. Her face was starting to redden, her chest was rising and falling rapidly, and I noticed that even her nipples were starting to harden under her coat. This gave me another idea. After all, my other hand wasn’t doing anything. Wrapping it under her arm, I reached up, cupped Rarity’s right breast in my free hand, and started to massage it tenderly.

Rarity jumped again and yelped even louder. She let go of the side of the seat and slapped the other hand on top of the first so that both hands were pressing over her mouth, trying to stifle the moans and yelps. She glanced over at me with pleading eyes. I inserted another finger into her, which resulted in her arching her back slightly and letting out another long, muffled moan. As I worked her, I watched as she, surprisingly, started to lift her hands from her mouth by a millimeter. Her breathing instantly became much more vocal as she tried to speak in a quivering voice.

“D-D-Darling,” she gasped, trying to keep her voice steady and soft. “P-Please!”

“You want me to stop?” I asked, though I was pretty sure I already knew the answer. Rarity moaned, looked around again, and then turned back to me. Her face was alight with arousal.

“Please,” she whined, “M-Make me c-c-cum!”

My smile broadened. Far be it from me to deny such a titillating request from my girlfriend. Without any warning at all, I thrusted a third finger into her snatch.

If there was any composure Rarity was holding onto before, it had vanished. Her moans had increased in volume, even with her hands over her mouth. It was still muffled, but if it weren’t for the shouts, laughter, and loud talking going on around us, she would’ve been heard. She then started to grind herself against my fingers, keeping to the rhythm. I quickly picked up the pace and the hand cupping her breasts instantly felt for her nipple, it wasn’t that hard to find, and lightly pinched it. Rarity muffled something through her hands that sounded an awful lot like, “Good God,” and leaned back on the seat so that she was looking up. Her face had grown the same shade as a tomato by now, and her eyes were slowly rolling up in her head. I then felt her inner walls trembling around my fingers, and could tell that she was almost there. My 10 minutes were probably almost up anyway, so I decided it was time for the big finish. Knowing that one more specific move ought to do it, I stretched my thumb from my thrusting hand up to her swollen clit, and pressed it.

Instantly, Rarity’s eyes opened wide and a muffled shriek escaped her lips as her inner walls contracted around my fingers and coated them with her juices. Rarity grinded into me with each wave that hit her, more juices squirting onto my hand. Her moans slowly died down as her orgasm started to subside, until at last, she slumped back in the seat and unclenched her hands from her mouth. Though she wasn’t breathing as heavily as before, it sounded like she had just run a light marathon. I took another small glance back, and saw that no one had noticed. Though I thought I glimpsed a guy two seats back looking in our direction whose eyes were a bit wider and cheeks redder than normal, but maybe that was just how he looked. I glanced back at Rarity, who was slowly regaining her composure as she sat up a bit and started waving herself. She didn’t say anything, but I couldn’t help but notice a small smirk across her face before she turned away. Phase one; complete!

And not a moment too soon. Another squeal of an intercom rang out and a voice announced, “Attention skiers, we have fixed the lift and will be starting up again. Please forgive us for any delays and enjoy the rest of your time here at Aspenny Ski Resort.” Seconds later, the lift lurched forward a bit, and began to climb the mountain once again.

“Darling,” Rarity finally said, her voice rather calm, “as much as I love the feeling, would you mind taking your fingers out of my pussy please? We’re almost to the top, and it will be quite awkward if we arrived like this.”

Realizing that my hand was still in her pants, I chuckled embarrassingly and quickly pulled my hand out. Her juices still covered my fingers. I looked around for a place to wipe them off, when Rarity took my hand caringly.

“Allow me,” she whispered, and to my utter astonishment, she stuck each of my fingers in her mouth and sucked on them. Her warm tongue wrapped around each one in turn, all the while, she looked at me with a stare that could only be described as “instant bedroom eyes.” It would seem that phase one did indeed do the trick! As Rarity released my hand, it was about our time to get off. Rarity gave me one last wink before sliding off her seat and starting down the mountain, quite gracefully I might add. She really did know how to ski. Smiling, I followed, thinking how much better the day was gonna get!

The rest of the morning and afternoon went by without any “special” surprises. After skiing for a few hours, I thought the two of us could try some snow tubing at the hill next to the skiers. Rarity and I shared a two-man tube, which gave some great opportunities to hold each other real tight. I had a ball racing down the snow-capped hill. Rarity, on the other hand, was an entirely different story. I was both amazed and thoroughly amused at how someone who was able to slide down a winding hill at high speed with nothing but two planks of wood attached to her feet and be completely fine, could not go sliding down a straight hill at top speed in an inner tube without screaming her fuckin’ head off! I swear, onlookers would’ve thought that Rarity was being maimed and tortured if they didn’t see what was going on. As soon as we tipped over the top of the hill, she wrapped her arms around my stomach so tight, I thought I heard my ribs crack! When I asked her about it after the third descent, she claimed, while trying to keep any composure she still had (which isn’t saying a lot), that the hill was far steeper than the skiing hill, and that it was iced over. And when I stated that that’s what made it fun, and asked if she wanted to go again, she quickly said that she was hungry. Hey, I said I loved her, I never said I fully understood her.

After a pleasant lunch in the food court, we ventured back outside, went down the slopes a few more times, and then I got the idea to introduce Rarity to something new; Skeet shooting. It took some major coaxing, but I was finally able to get her to try. I, of course, hit everything they shot in the air (My dad had been teaching me to shoot since I could hold a rifle), and when Rarity stepped up to the plate, I thought it was gonna be an entirely different. Turns out I was pleasantly, and humorously surprised. Though she was nervous at first, as soon as the first pigeon flew into the air, she took aim and...BAM! She blasted that thing apart! Rarity was so excited, she spun around to happily exclaim what she did. The problem with that was, well, the shotgun was still aimed outward. Everyone in the area hit the deck almost immediately! It would’ve been funny if the possibility of death wasn’t in the moment, though Rarity and I did have a nice laugh about it later on.

Before we knew it, the sun had started to set, and with both Rarity and I drained from all the fun, we decided to call it a day. But the fun wasn’t over yet. The night was still young, and it was time to put the next phase of my plan into action.

Phase Two: Seduce the Beast.

By the time we had returned to the cabin, the sky was a deep indigo, and a few stars were starting to pop out with a bright moon rising over the mountains. It was a full moon, which, at this point, seemed almost too coincidental. I had promised Rarity that I had a romantic evening planned for us, and I was true to my word. I told her before our trip to pack a lovely evening dress for a surprise dinner I had in mind, to which she was more than happy to make one right away. When she had gone into the bedroom to change, I quickly began to set up. I lit the fireplace, which immediately filled the area with a warm, orange glow, spread a large blanket in front of it, and set our dinner, Shrimp Fettuccine (Rarity’s favorite), on top, along with a bottle of wine and two glasses. After taking a second to admire my handiwork, I dashed into the bathroom to change into my, what did Rarity call it, “suave” dinner jacket.

I had just walked out of the bathroom, when I heard the bedroom door knob start to turn. I hastened back in front of the spread just in time for Rarity to strut out into the living room. However gorgeous Rarity normally was, the way she looked made her beauty double! She was wearing a sparkling, low-cut, red dress with a v-cut at the side to show off her silky smooth and lucious left leg. She had also done her hair up in an elegant bun, yet still brought the front down over one of her eyes in a sexy curl. There was no other word for it but,

“Gorgeous,” I said the final word aloud. Rarity giggled and winked.

“Right back at you there, stud,” she responded silkily, batting her eyes. She then turned her attention to the setup by the fireplace and gasped delightedly. She turned back to me and had opened her mouth to say something, but I walked over and put a finger to her lips, smiling broadly.

“You deserve nothing but the best, my love,” I said sultrily.

Rarity smiled even wider and planted a loving kiss on my lips. Deciding on the spot to put a little flare in the moment, I took Rarity in my arms, and dipped her like we were dancing, keeping our lips firmly attached. Rarity let out a little yelp of surprise, but quickly recovered as she wrapped her arms around me and pulled me in closer. I could already tell that this extra level of affection was putting her in a good mood. All the better for the plan. At last, I pulled Rarity back up straight and parted our kiss, even though I wanted it to go on a bit longer, and then held out my hand to her, bowing slightly.

“You’re dinner awaits, madame.”

Rarity replied w/ a curtsy and took my hand. As I led her to the blanket, as I sat her down and served her food, as I poured her wine, I had nothing but high hopes about the eventual outcome of the evening. It was the home stretch now; the final phase was about underway.

Phase Three: Release the Beast!

“More wine, my dear?”

We had finished our dinner and were on the couch in front of the glowing fire. Rarity was still in the best of moods, her Shrimp Fettuccine was, in her words, “To die for,” and the conversations were quite enjoyable. I had uncorked our second bottle of wine as we vacated to the couch for some good, ol’ fashion snuggling, just the way she liked it.

“I really shouldn’t…” Rarity hesitated. Her cheeks already had grown a faintish red. She quickly shrugged, however, and said, “Oh, what the hell? Just a spot more. A little more...that’s the ticket!” I had filled her glass to three quarters of the way full. The girl really did love her wine. I, of course, wasn’t about to object. Wine was a crucial element to the beast stirring up to the surface. I refilled my own glass, and sat back down beside her. Instantly, she pressed herself against me and rested her head on my shoulder.

“Darling, this is absolutely wonderful!” she exclaimed happily as she deeply sipped her drink. “A nice, candlelit dinner, a warm fire, cuddling on the couch with wine, it feels like I’m in one of those cheesy but cute romantic commercial!”

“So I take it you’ve loved the trip so far?” I asked.

“Oh absolutely!”

“Good,” I sat up a bit to face Rarity, “cause I’ve got something else in mind for you!” Rarity’s eyes lit with excitement and curiosity as she too sat up and put her hands together in anticipation.

“Really?”

“Oh yes,” I nodded. “How would you like one of my,” I paused for dramatic effect as I rolled up my sleeves and flexed my fingers, “famous, super-relaxing, stress-melting, all-over massages?” Rarity gasped in delight and placed a hand against her forehead in dramatic fashion.

“Oh, darling!” She breathed sultrily, “You spoil me!”

“Is that a yes?” I asked, one eyebrow raised.

“Of course!”

My smile widened as Rarity got down onto the carpet in front of the fire and laid down, back side up. I quickly followed and sat down on her legs so I was right behind her, cracking my knuckles as I did so. If there was one thing I prided myself on, not to mention it being a crucial part of recreating that special night, it was my massages. These hands weren’t just made for woodworking and hunting you know. This was the pivotal moment in the night, and possibly the last step to take to fully awaken the beast. Once I hit that special sweet spot, Rarity would surely lose herself, and phase three would be fulfilled.

After adjusting herself for full comfort, Rarity glanced back at me, and winked. “Whenever you’re ready, darling.”

I smiled even wider, stretched my arms, and dug in.

I started on her shoulders, kneading them with just the right amount of force (I knew what Rarity liked). The feeling got an immediate reaction as Rarity let out a long, relaxing sigh. I continued to rub her shoulders for a while longer before slowly working my way down her back, rubbing every inch of skin I could see. Rarity’s sighs grew steadily louder as I worked my magic. Every once in a while she let out an, “Oooooh,” and, “That’s the spot,” that coincided with her rapid breaths, but to me, that just meant she was getting closer. Of course, I wasn’t about to just head straight into it. A moment like this needed to be savored and enjoyed. Moving away from Rarity’s backside, I instead started to work on her legs and feet. I felt Rarity seize up a bit when I touched her foot and heard her let out a whoop of laughter.

“Darling,” she gasped, “Be careful! That’s my tickle spot!”

“A pox upon me for a fool,” I joked as I moved away from her toes and rubbed her legs. Rarity’s muscles unclenched as she relaxed herself again and returned to her sighs of content. After a minute of that, I started sliding up her leg to her hips. With one hand I squeezed and massaged her hip, and with the other, I found her torso, the area right under her breasts, and started to rub that as well. Rarity’s breathing became more vocal once again. I could also tell that her back was starting to seize up again. She was so close. The beast was on the edge of breaking free of its prison. Moving again, I took a step further and started rubbing her lower back, right above her ass. This time, Rarity actually rose herself up a bit and, with her face looking towards the ceiling, let out a long, lustful moan. I could practically hear the growls of the beast beating against the bars. So close, so very close. I increased the pressure as Rarity increased her breathing. All it would take now was a firm grip on her butt, and my plan would be complete.

“Oh darling, this feels wonderful!” Rarity moaned aloud. “And, you know, it all seems so familiar!”

“Really?” I asked, not paying too much attention.

“Yes! Now I remember! This reminds me of that one night in our sophomore year! You know, the night of that party?”

“You don’t say.”

“Of course. And, you know, if I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were trying to recreate that night.”

“Quite the thought,” I said as I slowly started toward her ass, my hands actually quivering a bit with anticipation.

“Almost like you intend to, oh I don’t know, ’release my beast?’”

My hands practically screeched to a halt above their target. I had heard the words that were said, but I didn’t process them at first due to the fact that my mind had gone numb. It was as if someone had slammed my face into a wooden board. I felt blood rush to my face as I slowly looked up to see Rarity looking back at me with a raised eyebrow and a smirk. I opened my mouth, but all that I could muster was a, “Huh?”

Rarity sighed and started to sit up. “Alright, I suppose the jig is up as you would say. Darling, I know of your intentions.”

This statement seemed to kickstart my brain, and I sat up to sit right across from Rarity.

“Uh…” I stammered, still somewhat trying to process the situation. “How long?”

“Oh for a while,” she responded, waving a hand nonchalantly. “About a week before the trip, I heard you telling your friends over the phone about everything you had planned for our vacation. When you said ‘her beast,’ I was able to put two and two together. Though instead of just confronting you about it, I just decided to play along.”

“Wait a second,” I said, “You mean that all this time, you were playing me?”

Rarity smirked a bit. “A crude way to put it, but, in a manner of speaking, yes. Like a fiddle.” At that moment, all blood seemed to have left my head as the cold realization kicked in.

“So,” I continued, starting to feel rather dejected, “that moment on the ski lift was all just-”

“Oh no, no, no!” Rarity interrupted, suddenly looking alarmed and grabbing my hands in a caring way. “That was 100% real, darling. Even though I knew it was coming, it was a magnificent experience. Any other woman would have been putty in your hands after that!” This seemed to raise my spirits a bit as some of the feeling returned to my head.

“But, you know,” she continued, “I have grown more sexually mature since sophomore year. I can control myself much better now.”

“Should of figured,” I sighed. There was still a lingering feeling of shock, but it was slowly subsiding as I stepped back into reality. The more I thought about it, it did seem rather foolish to think lightning like that could strike twice in a lifetime. I looked up into Rarity’s blue eyes, and was relieved to see that she wasn’t angry with me. However, a probable misconception hit me about the situation that I needed to straighten out.

“Rarity, I hope you think I didn’t plan this vacation just for this. I did this to spend quality time with you! I love being with you, with or without the beast. You know that right?” To my utter relief, Rarity smiled.

“Of course, darling,” she said. “You just wanted to recreate a memorable night. It was a very sweet gesture,” she then added out of the corner of her mouth, “a little embarrassing for me,” but she quickly regained herself, “but still sweet, nonetheless.”

I don’t know if it was the fact that she was sly enough to play me this entire vacation or that she wasn’t even mad at me, or possibly both, but my affection for Rarity skyrocketed as I looked at her in awe.

“So, are we good?” I asked.

“Of course we are, darling,” she nodded. She then reached out and pulled me into a loving embrace, to which I happily returned. At that moment, I felt like the luckiest guy in the world having such an understanding, yet sly woman as my girlfriend.

“I love you so much,” I added.

“I love you too, darling,” she responded. We held each other for a while, with nothing but the soothing sounds of the crackling fire in the background. After a minute of holding the hug however, she spoke again. “That being said, there is still the fact that you tried to go behind my back with something.”

Oh shit. I knew it was too good to be true. I slowly broke the hug and looked at Rarity, preparing myself for some kind of punishment. To my surprise though, she was still smiling slyly. I didn’t know whether to be worried or hopeful.

“You wanted to release my beast?” Rarity asked, and not even waiting for an answer, she said, “I’ll release my beast.”

My jaw dropped.

“Really?” I asked, both surprised and ecstatic, not wanting to believe it. I couldn’t think of any other way it could be taken though. Was she really going to…

“That’s right,” Rarity nodded with a sultry wink as she got up and headed for the bathroom. I just need to get ready. Why don’t you go warm up the bed for us?” She then blew me a kiss and disappeared behind the door. Well, she didn’t have to ask me twice. I shot toward the bedroom like a bullet, tearing off my jacket and stripping down to nothing but my underwear (didn’t want an expensive suit like that to be torn off). I then quickly plopped down onto the bed and waited. On the other side of the door, I heard the bathroom door open, along with some more rustling and clinking. I was literally shaking with excitement. It was gonna happen! Phase Three was gonna be a success after all!

“Are you ready?” said a sultry voice from the other side of the door.

“Whenever you are, my love!” I responded gleefully.

The doorknob turned, the door slowly creaked open, and I immediately sat up in surprise as my eyes grew to the size of plates and my jaw dropped once again.

There was Rarity, wearing a black, leather bra with matching thong, long, black gloves and stilettos that stretched to her elbows and knees, a black masquerade mask, and she was carrying, I had to do a double take for this one, a small horse whip and a pair of handcuffs. The sight caught me slightly off guard. She was definitely hot to look at, and the look on her face was that of pure lust, and yet, I felt a bit of foreboding in the back of my mind. The last time I had seen Rarity wear stuff like that was when during our 1st anniversary of dating, and she said she had always wanted to try Bonda-

Oh sweet Jesus.

I instantly felt something like a rock plummet through my body. My mouth closed with a snap, and I felt my pupils shrink to pinpricks. The realization had kicked in, and I had fallen backward onto the bed in shock. Rarity’s smile widened as she advanced towards the bed, patting the horsewhip in her palm.

“Lie back.”

It was not a request. It was a command. Rarity’s voice had changed drastically. She seemed to have let her elegance back in the bathroom. I quickly obeyed and layed my back flat on the bed. Rarity licked her lips seductively as she climbed up onto the mattress and stood above me. I would’ve said she looked so hot if I wasn’t so scared.

“Listen up,” she announced. “I’m calling the shots tonight. You don’t get to cum until I am fully satisfied. Any disobedience, you get the whip. Got it, bitch!?”

“Yes, madame,” I answered feebly.

SNAP!

A sharp pain ran across my leg from the place where the whip had landed.

“Louder!”

“YES, MADAME!”

Rarity smiled again, leaned down, and grabbed my hands. She then held them up against the backboard and wrapped the handcuffs around one of the rings. After hearing the clink of the lock, she sat back up on my groin. I could already feel all the blood rush to it. Rarity wriggled her ass and growled lustfully.

“Someone’s ready to play,” she purred. “Let’s see just how long you can last, bitch.” She then reached behind her and started to unhook her bra. My eyes stayed glued to her as she just looked at me with a beastly hunger in her eyes. As soon as she had unclasped herself, she pulled the bra out with one hand while quickly covering her mounds with her other arm, so all I saw was a faint outline of a puffy nipple before it was taken away from me. Maybe it was just me, but the way Rarity’s cleavage pushed against her arm as if begging to be release was getting me just more and more hard. Then, just to add insult to injury, Rarity tossed her bra at my face, and the cups landed right over my eyes.

“Fuck!” I blurted out.

Another snap, and more pain hit my other leg.

“Watch your back talk, bitch!” snapped Rarity. “You gotta earn the right to see these delicious-looking marshmallows.” I couldn’t see, but I could just imagine Rarity teasingly cupping her breasts and jiggling them right in front of me. Oh I’m sure she was just enjoying this very much. To be honest, I don’t even know where she got her interest in bondage. She just said one night that she wanted to try it, and being the horny idiot that I was, I went along with it. I guess nothing really has changed. My boner got me into this mess, and by God, it was gonna get me out. I’d just have to suck it up and get her off as quickly as possible. After all, she was just as horny as I was, so at the end of the day, it would be a win for both of us.

I suddenly felt my boxers being yanked down, and my dick finally felt fresh air. Rarity purred again and gently pressed a finger against the tip. I felt it twitch at her touch, which made her giggle, and in the darkness of the leather bra hanging across my eyes, I heard Rarity shift herself to the side a bit. “My, my,” she cooed. “What a big boy you are. Remember not to cum now, or I’ll have to punish you!”

And then, without any further warning, I felt Rarity’s mouth engulf my dick.

My entire body seized up as I felt Rarity’s mouth bob up and down, her tongue wrapping around every time she dived. It felt so good, and her mouth was so hot, it almost made me lose control right there. If I only had control of my hands, I would’ve shoved Rarity’s head down further. But alas, I could only pretend that this point. Rarity’s handcuffs were doing their job quite well. Again and again Rarity plunged her mouth down, and it felt like she was taking more and more with each turn. I felt my dick starting to quiver, and I could tell that it was begging to be released. But I knew I couldn’t do it yet. Rarity was not about to beat me in this game of wills. I sucked up my strength, and held it back, even when Rarity’s mouth took my entire member and just held it there, swirling her tongue around, trying to tempt me to let go. It wouldn’t work. Not yet.

Finally, I felt my dick hit cold air again as Rarity detached it from her mouth. I sighed with relief, though I knew that was just the beginning.

“Not bad,” she said approvingly. “Not bad at all!” I smiled to myself with pride. “But let’s see how you handle...THIS!”

Before I could even think to wonder, I felt my dick being engulfed between two, warm, soft pillows. But they weren’t pillows I quickly came to realize. They were the white mounds I was begging to see and touch. Rarity was rubbing her breasts up against my dick, once again tempting it, no, daring it to explode. Once again, my body seized up. Up and down they went, massaging my quaking member. The soft touch of her skin was sending me over the edge. I could feel myself losing concentration.

As if she could tell what I was thinking, I felt another sharp snap of pain, this time, against my thigh, as Rarity barked, “Don’t you dare cum yet, bitch! Or it’ll be jumper cables for you!”

Whether or not Rarity was bluffing, I didn’t want to find out, but the threat gave me the energy I needed, and I sucked up my willpower and held back the explosion, which I could tell was building more and more. It was actually starting to hurt. After a minute of boob play, Rarity finally released my dick, sat back up, and sighed.

“Well, you did pretty good. I suppose you deserve a reward.”

I suddenly felt the leather bra being lifted off of my face and thrown to the floor. At first, the sudden light blurred my vision, but as it cleared, I saw the beautiful face staring back at with a coy smile, and her beautiful, soft marshmallows with dark blue nipples hanging freely in front of me. I also noticed that Rarity’s hair was slightly frazzled, and, taking a glance down, I couldn’t help but notice that a damp spot had formed in the front of her panties. She really was turned on by this. I started to sit up a bit, but before I could, Rarity pushed me back down and I hit the pillow with a soft thump. Before I could ask what she was planning next, I caught a glimpse of a pair of black panties being thrown to the side and a glistening pussy suspended over my head. And then, Rarity dropped down, and her pussy slammed onto my mouth.

“Start licking, bitch!” she commanded.

This time, I was more than happy to oblige. Wasting no time, I opened my mouth and traced my tongue over her moist slit. I felt Rarity’s body seize up for a second as she let out a long, lustful sigh. As I continued my assault, Rarity’s breathing became heavier and her hips started to move in sync with my tongue. Again and again I drove my tongue up and down her quivering slit, feeling the juices slowly dripping into my mouth. The tangy taste gave me the motive to move even further. Taking the plunge, quite literally in fact, I stuck my tongue straight out and dove through her folds, into her honey pot. Rarity seized up again and gasped even louder. I then suddenly felt her hands firmly grasp my head. For one split second, I thought I was gonna get yelled at for doing that without command, but then, to my relief, she pushed my head further against her pussy and started to grind even harder.

“That’s right!” she growled lustfully through clenched teeth. “Eat it, you naughty boy! Eat my filthy cunt! Don’t you dare fucking stop till I’m satisfied!”

Spurred on by the dirty talk, I took it further and plunged my tongue in as far as I could, helped by Rarity pushing my head. The more and more I pushed in and out of her now soaking slit, the louder her moans grew. As I swirled my tongue around in her nethers, her breathing grew more vocal and desperate for release. After a minute, I could feel her inner walls trembling fiercely. She was so very close. Realizing that there was one surefire way to finish her, for I had done it earlier that day, I rose my head as high as I could, and pressed my nose firmly against her clit.

The reaction was instant. Rarity threw back her head and let out a high-pitched shriek as I felt my tongue clamp between her walls and not just a squirt, but a flood of juices spurted into my mouth. I had never seen Rarity cum like that before. This whole thing really did turn her on something fierce. Waves of juices shot out of her as Rarity rode out her orgasm. It was like that time at one of the college parties where I actually did one of those beer tube challenges (I was dared too, sue me.) As things finally started to calm down, Rarity looked down and we locked eyes again. Her hair was more frazzled than ever, and her face was beet red, but her eyes were still filled with sexual hunger. We weren’t done yet.

“Drink every last drop,” she panted. “There’s a good boy.”

As soon as all the juice was cleaned off and swallowed. Rarity got up and crawled down the end of the bed toward my nether regions. It was here that I realized just how fit to burst I really was. I was so focused on pleasing Rarity that I didn’t even notice how hot my dick had gotten, or how it was throbbing violently. Rarity must’ve noticed too, cause she smiled mischievously and shook her head.

“Not yet, bitch,” she said. “You are not cumming until I get a chance to get off on your rod. Once I cum again, then you can release. Any sooner, and you know what the punishment is.”

I didn’t know which scared me more; the possibility that Rarity had jumper cables at the ready, or the possibility, albeit ridiculous possibility, that when I finally do release, the pressure of all the built-up seed might take Rarity’s head off. Either way, I took a deep breath, and tried not to think about it. Rarity nodded approvingly.

“Good boy,” she purred. “Now,” she then moved so that her pussy was positioned right above my throbbing dick and opened her folds seductively, “let’s see if you can last longer.”

If I didn’t know any better, I’d say that was her way of challenging my endurance. Well, let me tell you, I was not about to lose when I had come this far. Taking another deep breath, I waited with anticipated breath as Rarity lowered herself down and inserted my hot rod into her opening.

Rarity gasped and shuddered as she took more of me into her. It felt so hot inside her, so inviting that I’m sure if I were a lesser man, I would’ve burst at that moment. But I wasn’t a lesser man. I was ready to hold back until the proper time, no matter how much it hurt. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity was watching her slowly descend, Rarity had taken me in my entirety within her. She sat there, eyes shut tight and biting her lower lip, obviously savoring the feeling. I would’ve wanted to do that too, if it weren’t for the time crunch that I was now on. I decided to take the initiative and started to slowly move my hips, but I had barely begun when Rarity’s eyes snapped open, and she quickly slapped my thigh with the horse whip again. My hips fell instantly as I winced from the pain.

“No you don’t!” she scolded. “I make the first move!”

I grunted, and begrudgingly relaxed my hips. Rarity closed her eyes again, took a breath, and started to move up the shaft. Just when she was at the tip, she lowered herself back down, moaning softly as she reached the bottom again. I watched with anticipation as my dick reappeared and disappeared continuously into Rarity’s folds, longing all the while to reach out and massage those jiggling breasts of hers. Yet, the handcuffs were doing their job quite well, and my arms, which felt almost numb from the lack of blood, were useless in this situation. All I could do was watch Rarity bounce up and down on top of me, her moans growing louder again. Though all that being said, it still felt so fucking good. Rarity was so tight, and every time I penetrated her, I felt like the pressure rising even further. It literally felt like all the little seeds were gathering in front of the gateway and were forcefully trying to push their way free every time they entered Rarity’s nethers.

“No!” I thought, scrunching my face up in concentration. “Not yet! Hold out a bit longer! You can do it!”

When I opened my eyes again, I saw that Rarity had taken to grabbing her left breast and was twisting her nipple as she bounced more enthusiastically.

“Oh yes!” she cried out. “It’s so big! It’s driving me crazy!”

“Oh God!” I said aloud. It wasn’t bad enough that she was putting on a show in front of me, but now she was practically torturing me with more dirty talk. The harder Rarity drove myself into her and the louder her moans and shrieks became, the more the pressure was building even greater inside of me. It actually started to hurt trying to hold back the explosion that was sure to happen. I started to move my hips again along with Rarity’s movement, but this time, she didn’t contradict me. I couldn’t control myself. My only thought was if I threw in some effort, maybe Rarity would cum sooner. The problem was, every time I moved my hips, the more I could feel the pressure. My willpower was draining rapidly. I couldn’t take it anymore! My eyes were shut tight in concentration, my upper body was literally thrashing around, and my arms were stretching to the sides; I could feel my will begin to break. I could hear it cracking. And then…

CRACK!

My hands hit the headboard with a thunk. My mind was temporarily diverted to the sudden free feeling I hand in my arms. The feeling had started to return to my hands. Confused, I pulled my arms out from behind the headboard and and looked at them. Turns out that I had snapped apart one of the links connecting the cuffs. I was free! My revelation was interrupted, however, by the sounds of Rarity’s lustful cries. Without stopping to think, I reached out, grabbed Rarity’s hips, and started ramming her against me. Rarity’s eyes opened wide and looked down at me. I actually smirked back at her.

“H-how did-” but before she finished, I slapped her ass cheek with great force and rammed up inside of her once again. Rarity gasped loudly and flew her head back.

“OH MY GOD!” she moaned loudly. “YES! RUT ME! DRILL ME! MAKE ME CUM! I’M GONNA CUM! I’M GONNA CUM!”

“FUCKIN’ DO IT!” I shouted. It seemed that was all it took from me. Rarity cried out once again, and I felt her walls contracting around my dick and I felt the juices coat it. That was all I needed. With one final thrust, I felt my dam break, my muscles clenched, and I let out a loud groan as the pressure finally broke.

Relief. Beautiful, wonderful relief fell over me as waves upon waves of hot jizz shot into Rarity’s nethers. It was like nothing I had ever felt before, almost like reaching Nirvana on a roller coaster. My mind was clearing; my tension subsiding. The bliss was filling inside of me just as my cum was filling up Rarity. From the look of it, she had hit Nirvana as well. Her body was sweaty and her hair was ruffled, but she looked like she was in heaven. Her eyes rolled upward, her tongue hung out, and her hips continued to grind against me as she took my cum.

“That’s right, darling!” she panted. “Fill me up. I want every single drop of your seed inside me.”

Pretty soon, though it seemed longer than that, when the last bit of cum had been emptied from my balls. Rarity slid off of me and onto the bed. As she scooted up next to me, I noticed that her stomach had bulged a bit, and there was still some jizz leaking from her folds. I guess I really did almost make her head explode. I smiled warmly as Rarity flung her arms around me and pulled me into a tight hug.

“Oh, darling,” she sighed, returning to her original, distinguished self. “This was the best vacation I’ve ever had.” She then reached up and pecked me on my cheek. “And it’s all thanks to you. Thank you for such a wonderful time.”

“My pleasure,” I responded, summoning the little strength I had left to pull Rarity closer to me. “I love you, baby.”

Rarity giggled and nuzzled under my chin. “I love you too, darling.”

As I laid there, dripping with sweat, I once again counted my blessing of having such a wonderful, loving, if not sometimes crazy, girlfriend. Nothing more needed to be said. What was important was that we still loved each other, and hopefully, that wouldn’t change. Just as I was considering sleep however, I had an instant thought.

“Rarity?” I said aloud.

“Hmm?” Rarity responded.

“You didn’t really have jumper cables at the ready, did you?”

Rarity didn’t say anything at first, but only giggled. It was her usual girlish giggle though. More like, a mischievous sort of snigger.

“Rarity?” I said again. Still only sniggering. “Right?”

“Goodnight, darling,” she finally said innocently, and without another word, she nuzzled my chin again, and fell asleep.

As I reached over and turned the bedside light off, as I closed my eyes and resigned myself to sleep, the last thought that crossed my mind was a bit of advice that I will remember till the day I die.

Never EVER underestimate the beast.